Tora dangled her legs over the ledge and swung them back and forth, watching as the final dying stars flickered far below. The light they gave off was little more than a feeble blue glow, struggling to light the small clump of earth that Tora sat on, a small floating chunk less than two metres across in any direction...
Splinters – ‘Darkness’ #writephoto
Harry picked at the splinter that had burrowed its way into the palm of his hand, leaving a deep red welt in its wake.