Well, it's that time of month again: time to review all the bizarre writing research you've had to do.
Tag: mayflies
Day 30: Mayfly Graves
It took them hours to reach it—a flat, dark lake with coarse water, sheltered by the broken sides of what had once been a quarry. James didn’t say it, but Eric knew he could have covered three times their distance in half the time if he'd gone alone.