Enid does her best to cope, but that proves more harder than she anticipated.
Prompt: #EVERyTuesdayWordplay My legs can only take me so far, and it's a matter of minutes before I trip over a root and fall. I hold tight to the book, though, unwilling to lose it in the dim light coming through the trees. The ground beneath me shifts, and I can't even pull myself back … Continue reading #EVERyTuesdayWordplay – Wicked
Her refusal to yield might be her saving grace.