Madeline bent and braced her hands against her highs. So much pain. Absolutely everything hurt, and she couldn’t see a thing.
Dream, nightmare, it has hard to tell the difference between that and reality. Until she spoke, light bloomed, and Madeline realized that she was in more trouble than expected.
She was covered with blood. Cuts, bruises, swelling and broken bones. Madeline stared, heart beating faster until she broke free.
And realized that the dream might be realer than reality.
Streams of the Final Shores takes you to a magic realm and grants you knowledge of power, truth and freedom that queer readers are sure to love.
