tallerghostwalt
Despite her name, luck was never something Clover needed. She always worked her hardest and earned everything she had. People who relied on luck never got anywhere.
One surprise word. Sixty seconds to spill your thoughts about it. It's a lot tougher than it sounds, really.
Hmph.
He scratched his head and looked around at the pieces of his bike scattered around him. He remembered swerving and landing in she hedge, but the man couldn't for the life of him figure out how a spaceship ebded up in his path on his morning commute to work or where it had gone after he crashed.
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