Kit Mullin

A few years ago I woke from a dream that stuck with me. It was about a girl who lived in an underground city, where the surface world was toxic, and uninhabitable. She was responsible for a mining accident that revealed a truth, which started her on a struggle that lead to bigger revelations.
I found myself wanting to tell that story. I floated some ideas with my family through the years, but it wasn’t until a long period without power or internet, and little else to do after a major hurricane that I actually found myself putting words to paper, so to speak. But I found myself enjoying the process. So here we are.