Tears From Me
It’s over. It’s done. My sight crawled across the dimly lit marketplace, flickering shadows obscuring the signs of bloodshed. As I continued to draw my gaze across broken stands and
It’s over. It’s done. My sight crawled across the dimly lit marketplace, flickering shadows obscuring the signs of bloodshed. As I continued to draw my gaze across broken stands and
Stepping off the concrete stair, I slide my feet through the sand, greeting each grain with my soles. A shuttering breath climbs out of my lungs as the sand gives