You know that feeling when something is not quite right? Well, that’s how I’m feeling right now. And to be honest, I’ve been feeling so every time me and my best friend walk past this little street on our way back to the train station.
All in Fiction
You know that feeling when something is not quite right? Well, that’s how I’m feeling right now. And to be honest, I’ve been feeling so every time me and my best friend walk past this little street on our way back to the train station.
I cry about you like that these days. I love you, and I cry about you. Don’t feel bad, though. Anything is worth your love.
“Among the cloaked figures, a woman throws kindling at the feet of an old crone tied to the stake. A faceless Witch-Hunter, she averts her eyes from the accusatory glares, soundlessly delivers the final rites.”
“Life was quite lonely at first as a wall. Sure, I was accompanied by the specks of dust that hung tightly onto the little mishaps in the paint job, but it wasn't much. They never said anything to me, only focused on tightly holding onto me so that they wouldn't fall down to the floor. I can't quite tell how long I lived like this, nor do I really want to remember it in the first place. You know how awfully lonely being lonely can get, don't you?”
Spring has arrived at last. This winter was longer than those of years long past. This winter was cold and dark. I was alone. I was afraid. But not to worry, spring is here, winter is over. Oh, maybe this year I’ll find a four leaf clover, my dear.