So close that I could reach it with my
fingers, a blue dragonfly with velvety black wings hovered above the greenery,
reluctant to settle. I turned to see what bothered the graceful insect.
Chris stood on the path...Shadows circled his troubled eyes. This morning, he wasn’t given time to shave, to have a cup of coffee. Looking at his pale, drawn face, I wondered if he had touched his lunch or dinner.
“A brave man,” I said. “Taking one for the
team?”
“You can’t avoid us forever.”
SOUL OF THE UNBORN ON AMAZON
American college students. Russian countryside. A guide addicted to supernatural energy. Their professor wants to help her, but maybe he is saving a monster.
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