Post-writing giddy buzz.
Okay. The scene is set and, with it, the appropriate air of menace and foreboding. Plan A has failed; Plan B has been enacted, with panache. The body count is at three, and it's about to start rising...
Alanna, with a predatory smile: “Release the Hounds.”
Okay. The scene is set and, with it, the appropriate air of menace and foreboding. Plan A has failed; Plan B has been enacted, with panache. The body count is at three, and it's about to start rising...
Alanna, with a predatory smile: “Release the Hounds.”
no subject
no subject
Yet.