That night, Mars dreamed. He dreamed of an infinite white plane with ornate gates dotting the landscape. Each gate had the mural of a girl engraved on it. Somehow, he knew that he had a choice to make. He walked through the maze of gates, running his fingertips along the ornate engravings. The leaves of … Continue reading Chapter 100
Copy and paste this URL into your WordPress site to embed
Copy and paste this code into your site to embed