Bayani’s fingers moved quickly like a spider dancing on its web. The twelve strings of the […]
“I have to admit to something,” said Dakila. She fidgeted her fingers as she looked at […]
“Here it comes – this is it,” Shamus said in a hushed tone. He was preparing […]
128 years later Bayani of the slums. That was what people called him. His name meant […]
Liwana Alalay ran on water. Her body gave off a soft blue-green glow, like the color […]
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