A Tudor Court Chloe Pick Joan stood in the barren room Mahogany wood flooring, cherry red tapestry hung Telling the story of a battle. The
Shadows, Lies and the Twisted Truth Chloe Pick The Queen walked through her court. The night was lit by lanterns hanging from the crumbling stone
What if there is no hero Chloe Pick A leaf is swept along the pavement Its shards scatter, just moments later Pushed away by the
Knife Edge Chloe Pick Knife in my hand, I had only one thing to do. Everyone around was shouting at me to stop, to put
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