Delusions of Grandeur

Cora watched as her bodyguards packed away all sorts of colorful little trowels into bags, a faint sense of dread stirring in her chest.

'Can these toy trowels really work like in my dream? Just dig anywhere and find treasures?' Cora wondered to herself.

She had been brooding over Hazel's stockpiling behavior these past few days. Together with the sudden hailstorm and violent thunder a few days ag