Kelsey Johnson
Joined March 2021
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A Simple Exchange
Emerald smoke coiled lazily around the monster in Emmeline's closet. Peeking between trembling fingers, she could see that this monster wore fancy shoes. Unusual, but not unheard of. She took a quiet breath in and risked looking a little higher. She knew better than to look at its eyes - she was seven and a half years old, after all, and this wasn't her first closet monster - but there were no rules against looking at a monster's knees. At least, she hoped not.
By Kelsey Johnson3 years ago in Futurism