A time for feeling|
Nov 12, 2013, 11:37p - Fiction
After the first year, sadness hit. It stayed, an unshakeable tug down. Not that he wanted to shake it. It was novel and curiosity encouraged exploration. He hung to the secret hope that now was the starvation that meaned the food.
After the second year, dimness enveloped. Darker and hazier the world became. They still went to the same parties, ... more »
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