Tag: fiction books

  • Whispers on the Wind of What Will Be

    The late afternoon sun, a molten orb sinking behind the skeletal remains of the old Pontiac Silverdome, cast long, dancing shadows across the deserted parking lot. Elara, her scarf pulled high against the unseasonably cool breeze of early October, hurried towards her battered Ford Focus. A sigh escaped her lips, a small cloud of vapor…