Sheila Marie

Joined June 2021

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The Arch-child
“There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Once it was ruled by Fae, beautiful and winged and filled with golden power.”
By Sheila Marie4 years ago in Fiction
Clarion
Step. Dust puffed from beneath the cracked soles of her bare feet. Clarion’s head hung low, her eyes watching the way the fine brown dirt fell over the tops of her feet, clinging to the tiny hairs there, unwanted passengers on this journey of drudgery. The sun beat on her shoulders causing them to bow further, the heat like a physical weight.
By Sheila Marie5 years ago in Fiction