“Hey.”
“Salutations :P”
Month: April 2017
Ash.
She was motionless, curled up beneath borrowed clothes. Bitter cold somehow found its way to her pale hands, so she tucked them closer to her body. Continue reading
Winter.
Snow,
It softly blankets the colourless soil,
Lifeless and cold after years of toil. Continue reading
Autumn.
Summer.
The traveller awakens to the sound of the grass,
whispering tales of soldiers long passed. Continue reading
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