A Letter to You.

There’s a comfort in the cold that I have grown to enjoy. At first it was scary, that bitter darkness of death. But I’ve grown accustomed to its harsh embrace. I thought I might go mad, seeing the same thing every day for the rest of my life, but I soon realized that it all …

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It’s time

Clara rested her warm head against the cool window. Rain poured through the trees as the train raced through the forest. A cough racked through her shaky frame. “Clara?” A soft voice was barely audible over the sound of the engine. His hand rested her small shoulder. “I’m okay,” Her answering smile was fragile. “I’m …

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