The Last One By Jemma Weir
This is only one of several stories as part of a Storytime Blog Hop. Want to read more? Links are at the bottom! The Last One By Jemma Weir The moon cast more shadows than light through the twisted blinds. It was just enough to let Marisa see the sharp edges and pale shadows of the debris that littered the floor. The colours were pale and washed out, barely recognisable anymore. The air stirred for