Jenna Sedi
Bio
What I lack in serotonin I more than make up for in self-deprecating humor.
Zoo designer who's eyeballs need a hobby unrelated to computer work... so she writes on her laptop.
Passionate about conservation and sustainability.
Stories (68/0)
Sloth Kisses
“What’s the password?” Zachary asked me, teasing. I smirked, shaking my head. “No, come on, get up!” He snored, “Nope. You’ve gotta guess the password to wake me up.” He snuggled deeper into the weary wooden bench. I glanced out into the waving savannah below us. Our overlook’s pergola gave the perfect break from the sun on a hot Texan day. A group of oryx grazed in the field.
By Jenna Sediabout a year ago in Earth
Animals in the Aftermath
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. She laid her head on the last lion. He wasn’t as majestic as she had imagined. The last hellish month had turned his silken mane into matted wreath, and his golden fur now sunk into a rift valley rib cage.
By Jenna Sediabout a year ago in Fiction