Barren
A multitude of trees greets her eyes-- thin and white, smudged with charcoal-- an expanse of wraith-like sentinels standing watch over the little house that seems to have mistakenly found itself caught in the middle.
There isn't really any point to this. Just something that came dribbling out around 1:19 in the morning. First thing I've written in a long while. It may or may not end up a part of A Cigarette Affair one of these days.
There isn't really any point to this. Just something that came dribbling out around 1:19 in the morning. First thing I've written in a long while. It may or may not end up a part of A Cigarette Affair one of these days.