Day 15 – Chapter 10 – Marin – 08
He met me near the ward-lines about ten minutes later, shrugging into his battered leather jacket, the one without the spikes that he’d only started wearing late last winter. “It’s not that chilly,” I said quietly, watching him … Continue reading Day 15 – Chapter 10 – Marin – 08
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