It was, I thought, a truly beautiful evening. The sun stood on the horizon, still casting down enough golden light for us to see. The campground was empty of people, nobody interested in camping here at the moment. Rutted tracks were visible in the ground, where people had driven up to the campsite. Dark patches where people had put up their tents. Evidence that this had been a popular place, once. Now, it was empty and quiet.
Secrets Chapter 1: Bella
“Again? You stupid bitch! You burn the food again?! What, you were too busy shooting up to pay attention to the smell of smoke? I spend all day working my ass off, and you fucking burn dinner?! Can’t you do anything right?!”
April Patreon Novella
As is pretty much expected for someone who writes, I’ve fallen behind on things; Life, obligations, and so forth. Catching up now! Here’s the April Novella, Secrets- looking at the lives of those who walk in the backgrounds of Hell’s Kitchen Sink.
Entire thing is available here, for just a dollar! https://www.patreon.com/user?u=5359808
The first of four chapters follows.
Chapter 1: Bella
Carols part 2
Carol of the Bells
Chapter 16: Mo Laimé Twa
Bella understood many things about herself. Her powers. Her limits. Her nature. She was War. She was the embodiment of conflict, of strife, of uncertain combat. She was the incarnation of the survival instinct. She was one of the most powerful beings in the world. And she was far outmatched by the enraged Sister in front of her.