petals, obsidian and the blood

Chapter 1There was blood on my hands.Too much of it.I didn’t know where it came from, my voice cracked, my breath was heavy.I closed my eyes.I opened them.The blood was gone.Table number 13!Table numb...

Ananya SinghalAnanya Singhal is a 13-year-old writer who enjoys reading, coding, and chess. She writes to explore ideas, imagination, and the stories she sees around her.