Names for a Stray

The rain had stopped before dawn, and the city still glittered with puddles and lights as a small grey cat watched the horizon. His paws made no sound against the wet ground, and he knew this city ver...

Elia McClureI am a young writer and artist with a passion for painting, writing stories and I love exploring different themes to put in to my chapters My stories are inspired by emotion, imagination and things around me.