I didn’t know what to say, so I didn’t say anything. I had no idea what to do, so I did nothing. Still, the days passed, and there was another sunrise, a ball of red-orange casting a spell of yellow softness onto the white snow, but only for a short time. The hours pass withContinue reading “Circus Freaks and an Animal Parade”
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Vessels
Deep inside lies the truth. The wall is made of so many things which, separately, split souls that cry out to the empty darkness, but bound together become impenetrable. I know, because I have tried to push it down, to cause it to crumble. It seems nearly sacred, guarded against all that is good andContinue reading “Vessels”
