An immaculate sheet of glass
I watched the snow pass through the lights that hovered above us. Followed as it went back and forth through long line of yellow cones that disappeared somewhere out there in the distance…
a town called denial
They had sent us here as one last link to civilization. Thrown like a bone to a community who had waited in the dark of winter for us to arrive…
a long days night
Up in the hills the days were growing brighter and some days shadows almost reappeared as the day tried to break away from the night…
Flying a pale banner
I would spend my days learning how to shoot and how to set traps and when they answered my calls and came to see who I was I would kill them…
mending the cycle
I had torn down a piece of the fence and carried it with me ever since, hoping it would that it would serve as a compass…
when the fire burns low
They sat there throughout the evening and well into the night, feeding the flames whenever they had to or whenever the felt like it, making the fire ebb and flow against the advancing night……..
Eight points, eight paths
It was warm that day when I locked the door behind me for the last time and turned away from the house where I had so desperately wanted to belong…
8
He would come to see me every other day from then on and
I would follow him, tagging along as he wandered through a
lost and forgotten world, past traces of buildings hidden
between the trees or withering away in the undergrowth…
the bond
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