The Medicine Thief Pt 2 By booklover A sudden cough sounded from upstairs. She darted across the room to where she broke in. Her sudden movement caused a small creak on the floorboards, but it was enough for the doctor to hear. Elizabeth's heart rate increased, her brows were furrowed as she...
The Medicine Thief By booklover The bitter wind whistled teasingly at the townsmen hurrying along in their old rags. It called to its cousins, snow and hail, to transform the warm summer into a devastating winter which then formed the Little Ice Age. Hushed whispers of the sick and the healthy were...
White death - booklover (Perspective of the bride in “The Lion’s Bride - Gwen Harwood”) Each day I walk into the dark and musty cage, to see a majestic animal before me. I stroke and try and pat its golden, soft fur. Its muzzle on my thigh, I feed the sleeping monster, the lion’s daily...
