Grime of Ages: A Work in Progress Pt 1
25 May 2021 4 minute read 0 comments Twirble
Sodden, wet and putrid, the grime of ages. Dry eyes open painfully to examine a fly buzzing around a lantern. A bent figure rises; bones jelly. He turns to the window over the garden; where butterflies fly about green fields, unaware of anything bu...