“Hellions to the right, Hellions to the left. Hellions to the east, Hellions to the west, above, and below. The pits of hell must be empty by now for they're all here around me.” 24 year old Ana BuFaye Wyett thinks while gazing at the streets one level below her window as the early morning heat waves dance before her eyes.
“Hellions to the right, Hellions to the left. Hellions to the east, Hellions to the west, above, and below. The pits of hell must be empty by now for they're all here around me.” 24 year old Ana BuFaye Wyett thinks while gazing at the streets one level below her window as the early morning heat waves dance before her eyes.