Seven Years of Ink (part two)

by Serena W. Sorrell The place she went now was the opposite of the last. It was grimy and greasy, it was oily and slimy. It honked and it wailed, its gears ever gnashing and steam ever spraying. Sepia decided she liked this place least of all the places in the whole wide world. She…

Seven Years of Ink (part one)

by Serena W. Sorrell Once three students together attended a prestigious academy in  a faraway place. There was Sepia, with skin of light brown and long brown hair and dark brown eyes. She was between the other two in age. The elder was Vanta, with hard skin and a rough smile; the younger was Cobalt,…