Wendy the Werewolf Stalker Campfire [Wednesday Evening]

[icecoldfrost]

It was beautiful outside this evening, and so Emma found herself out by her cabin's campfire; cigarette in one hand as she balanced her notebook on her knees. It was easier to work on her creative writing assignment out here than in the cramped quarters of the cabin, and if she didn't like what she wrote, well, she could always burn it.

And really, there was no downside to lighting things on fire.

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[glacial_queen]

Karla laughed. "No. Not in the least. In fact, I thought I had ended up in the Twisted Kingdom--that is, went mad--when I first arrived. This world has no Craft, no kindred, and" Karla looked completely baffled for a moment "males are in charge of most things. It's almost a reflection of my world, actually, where Dark is Light, and night is day."