Angela rests wary of whatever terrors might lurk in the woods, the rustling of leaves and cracking of twigs drawing her attention. Was that the wind? Would it even be safe to try and catch a wink?
Angela rests wary of whatever terrors might lurk in the woods, the rustling of leaves and cracking of twigs drawing her attention. Was that the wind? Would it even be safe to try and catch a wink?
