Karen Quinn
Joined May 2021
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Survivor
She looked out over the carnage of the scorched earth, the smell of blood and death lingered in the stagnant air. A lone warrior survivor from her city, clutched her heart-shaped locket tightly in her hand with a vice-like grip. The only remnant she had left of her family, as everything else had been obliterated in the carnage.
By Karen Quinn3 years ago in Fiction