The Snapdragon Grove

Act I-  Lay your eyes on her bounded landIvy creeps around me, like motherly hands refusing to let go. It smells of ash and cinder, sweet, familiar, lulling.Where am I?Emptiness grazes my heart, leavi...

Jhilmil DoshiHi! I'm Jhilmil and I'm a 12 year old who loves writing stories and sweet poetry. I also love to read books in my leisure time. And I hope that this book can be a bittersweet and beautiful experience for anyone picking it up.