My Friends, My Family, and Me You are probably wondering why I, a once beautiful
red Acara, now dingy, unkempt, and dirt poor, am standing in line in the Soup
Kitchen...
The Orphan and the Beast: Part Two “Leah, stop!”
he whispered hoarsely, but the Wocky didn’t seem to notice him. She moved quietly
forward as if in a daze, her footsteps soft and her eyes fixed upon the strange
entity...