Seeking Sky
The edges of angry teeth soften with time, Wilhelmina once told James. He hadn’t felt that softening yet, only grew angrier with each waning of the hidden moon. A mind full of closed boxes gathering dust, no light to …
The edges of angry teeth soften with time, Wilhelmina once told James. He hadn’t felt that softening yet, only grew angrier with each waning of the hidden moon. A mind full of closed boxes gathering dust, no light to …