"Sloane?"
"What?"
She glances at me and smiles. A true, feral smile. Something like pride burns fiercely in her eyes, "When you reach King's Isle," she says, "do what infernos do. Spread the flame, Folashade. Let them burn."
I hope to post some lifestyle content here once a while. I'm a lazy writer, may my subscribers not judge me on days where I get too lazy to sit in front of my laptop to give you the content you deserve.
