Smallara

The soft lamplight cast long, golden hues across Chloe’s dresser, where Jordan and Kelli stood beside the neatly folded outfits Sara had laid out. The fabrics, scaled perfectly to their…

Sara’s hand descended with the steadiness of a practiced Guardian, her palm opening like a stage at the edge of Chloe’s dresser. The warm wood beneath their feet greeted Jordan…

Jordan’s eyes widened subtly as they moved deeper into Chloe’s sprawling home. Each hallway they passed through felt immense, cavernous almost, like corridors within a palace rather than merely a…

A few moments earlier...    Kelli watched from the corner of her eye, pretending not to, as Sara’s fingers moved with practiced ease through Jordan’s hair. A soft tousle. A…