the-book-ferret: Elemental Aesthetics: Chris Merrick “Freeze. Right there.” At first she thoug
the-book-ferret: Elemental Aesthetics: Chris Merrick “Freeze. Right there.” At first she thought the cops had shown up. But it was Crhis, her water bottle in his hand. He’d found his feet somehow, and though he looked a little unsteady, their assailants went still. Chris drew a shaky breath. “Back off. Or I’ll mean that literally.” Mean what literally? “Yeah, right,” said Seth. “It’s one bottle.” Chris shook it. The water sloshed. “Try me.” He had to be out of his mind. -Brigid Kemmerer, Storm -- source link