Literature
Fine China 5
As the hours trickled off the clock, waves kissed the shores. Sunlight melted into rich, toasty light made of marshmallows. As the sun was making its way off the stage, families and lovers were heading home, having had their fill of beach magic and ready for a good night's rest. Another day was well on its way to unfolding-but for a certain chief of Dance Central Intelligence, the present day was anything but done.
Glitch wasn't anywhere in the picture. For the fifth thousand time that week, he had been summoned elsewhere; a magical place known as one of the local battlegrounds. After promoting their crew in flawless freestyle once again, he