
On the Edge of Time
Here there be dragons. On the edge of time, in the wicked twists of wyrmhole space, wyrmdragons pre
THALIA Only regret the things you haven't done. Three suitcases and eight-hundred dollars to my name. That’s all I had when I fled my home country and moved halfway across the world to California. Escaping my past is easy when everyone I loved, and everyone I never met, deemed me public enemy number one. Making sure my past stays buried should be easy too. That’s until he comes along. I should stay away, protect my secret, and build my life from the ground up, but... He's not a regret I want to have. THEO Entitled. Arrogant. Loaded. Equipped. Player. The list goes on. I’ve been labelled since I can remember. I earned most of those labels too. And I regret nothing. Life is too short for regret. I live mine as if it’ll end tomorrow... until she enters the bar; confident, sensible, and funny in her own special way. Walking, talking, breathing perfection. So why am I holding myself back on a short leash? Good question.