Literature
What Dreams are Made of
Prologue
A young writer and college student, sat at her desk by the window, listening to the winter rain’s outside as she was warm in her small room due to the heat radiating from the small electric heater that stood its ground on the wooden floor. The long haired brunette woman took a sip of her freshly brewed tea, glancing at the main source of light in the room, her Dell laptop. It’s contents was Microsoft Word 2015, she had paid a pretty penny for the software, but it was all worth it. All the other window’s were mainly revolving around her studies, she wanted to take a short break from her studies to work on her novel