Firestone Hot Springs garmi

what was it about him that attracted damsels in distress?

he was flattering himself, surely. but yet, another came, stumbling through the mists, small and fragile as a seedling in spring. "nino!" she cried—

bachchi, aditya called back, and slowly closed the distance between the two of them. tiny and delicate, with eyes the color of the sky at sunrise. too thin; too alone.

kya hua? he murmured. what troubles you?