She’d grown far too used to portraits of herself that bore little resemblance to reality. But the statue before her was perfect, right down to the snake-bracelet on her wrist. The detail was so incredible that she would have wondered if the statue was actually a petrified girl... if she hadn’t be...
Officer Murdock said, as he unfurled a map in front of Team One. “No shit, Sherlock,” Ron muttered. He hadn't enjoyed the flight at all and made it clear to anyone listening. “I’m glad to see that New York’s Finest are still on the case...” “P...
Jackson said. Gwen nodded as she stood on the wall, peering into the distance. The French had finally shown themselves, two days after the brief and brutal battle near the homestead. She watched as their army slowly deployed, infantry moving forward while horsemen set up m...