L C Smith books

Falling

I shout as I lurch to my feet, kicking Keller in the side. “Keller. Wake up. It's night time.” “Huh?” He cracks one eye open to look up at me. “What?” “Darkness.” I say, moving my arms around me. “I am dry, but that one good point is being overshadowed by the heavingly giant amounts of trouble I ...