It was back to the sewers again. Not exactly the sweetest prospect after eating scorched porridge, but such was his schedule. The students were outdoors making a paltry effort to get physical activity although Madam Adelaide barely had them lifting a ball let alone catching it. He passed by Festr...
Her face was caked with dried tears. She felt dirty and used, and swore to herself she would not relive that again, for despite her hopes of redemption, there was no forgiveness, no cleansing. There was only the guilt, the remorse, and the shame. She half-wondered if Gregor knew she would be put ...
The bed was lumpy and the storm outside brought with it winds that rattled the windows. I woke with the feeling that someone was watching me. I found Jonathan by the sill, fingering another piece of wood. He didn’t bother to turn away when I saw him. “What is it?” I whispered. Chris seemed to be ...