DREAMS of a CLOUD
Peruse the many random ramblings of a writer-in-training as I build stories and develop my craft.
15 February 2024
“So… it is blood, then, after all. That fuels the demon king’s powers.” Kyra’s voice sounded dead.
The old demon’s curiosity piqued even further. What exactly had she done? And why? “No. At least, not directly. “