In a box, I hide a letter from an old friend. A few words to say I am fine, but you are not and will never be again. You need me to be gone. One day, the “last” day, we went for a pleasant drive and laughed like maniacs. You were always good at that. …
After ten days of hot weather, Kali was shivering. She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. The only luminance in the abandoned cabin, the place she found refuge, was the sunlight which poured in through a small hole in the roof. The pain was so severe that she couldn’t sit up. Breathing was …
Addison’s eyes followed the line of the movement in the air. His heart pounded so loudly he could hear almost nothing else. He was sure that something, maybe a man, was there, another being, another memory in the room. His peripherals got motion, something dark floated slowly toward him from beyond, but its movements …
