We fell in love as the flowers began to grow. The tree’s were parsley green and the sky was azure. It was my favorite time of year. Everything was beginning to grow again, breathing new life all around. As the frigid temperatu...
Date: SubFrost 82th
I’m sorry to do this — this way. I’m sick, son, and I’m not waiting around to let that do me in. I’ve seen this world change, and I miss the old world. The people, the cities, conversation. Now i...
