GRAPHIC | Tara Espinoza Now, to tell the truth, every once and a while, you will fail but learn from those mistakes. In my thirty years on…
Author: Mel Jewell
GRAPHIC | Johnan Mitchell He goes on to explain everything. From the sound of it, the lady was close to giving birth and might be feeling sick…
PHOTO | Tara Espinoza Doctor Thore nodded, “ Good. Now, how may I be of service to you?” Windfall slated and repeated her orders, “ I was…
GRAPHIC | Tara Espinoza Before Thore could reply, a loud knocking came on the door, “Doctor Thore! Open up! This is the captain of the Lord’s Guard….
GRAPHIC | Johnan Mitchell Doctor Thore took the satchel and basket placing them on the counter while she pulled out a teapot. It was a simple tin…
GRAPHIC | Tara Espinoza The sound of footsteps could be heard, and the door opened to show the short, chubby doctor. Her white mask was the shape…
GRAPHIC | Johnan Mitchell As Embith’s paws stomped on the cobblestone path, his mind was racing. Should he tell the doctor about his feelings toward her or…
GRAPHIC | Johnan Mitchell Embith lived outside of the protective city walls by the Great Lake Chioma, named after the goddess of the hunt. He lived a simple…
GRAPHIC | Tara Espinoza As the sun rose from its nighty slumber, the city of Siewood started its morning routine. The baker opened his windows so that…