“Are you ready?" she asked, spinning the chamber.
Kell gazed through the gate at the waiting castle. "No."
"Good," she said. "The ones who think they're ready always end up dead.”
The weeks have been wearing me down, and my well always feels empty, so I’ve decided that, regardless of how much I have on my plate, Sundays are for reading. Not writing, not revising, not interviews, not admin. Just reading.