The Trinket Ch 09
In the darkness and dense nothing, Lynn put her hand to her face but she could not even see her palm. ‘Not again!’ She felt her body and became instantly aware of her nakedness. ‘Why does that keep happening?’ Her feet were bare as she shuffled a foot over the ground slowly. It seemed to be sand, dirt and gravel mixed. A dry sandy crust surface broke when her weight pressed toward the ground. ‘At least this time there is a ground.’ She scoffed. Lynn looked upward for the stars. ‘If there...