Thank you!

As a little thank you, here’s the first paragraph of my currently-untitled WIP:

“The wind whistles through the open train window, as jaunty as a river boatman on a spring morning. Mor tsks at it, not feeling half so jaunty. He slumps back in his seat and kicks his feet up onto the opposite seat. His boots leave a smear of travel mud on the upholstery.”

— Untitled WIP, Thea Hawthorne.

Want to know more about Mor? His story is going to be an exclusive for my mailing list, and you’ll meet him soon!