"Making her way to the cellar, she stopped and kicked out the doorstop, allowing the door to close against her. She would need the extra time with this one, she didn’t need Creature barging down the stairs when his stomach decided it was ready. As she descended the steps, the door swung shut behind her. It’s echo reverberated as her eyes came upon the feet of the boy she was about make a week’s worth of meals out of. This was definitely not going to be easy."
— Dan Stalter (excerpt from his NaNoWriMo novel).
Would you expect anything less from Dia?
