Raven Selley
Siding. The train stopped. No one went through the wagons to make sure that there is no one left inside. She laid there on a bench in the last row of the last wagon. Stiff, like a chipped tree. She had this upside down smile on her face and a glare in her eyes that even a hanged man couldn’t put on better. Raven Selley. What a name. What a girl. (more…)
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