Tag: regrets

  • Smoktober 24 The smoke’s warm, white and thick. and faintly glowingCuriously, they has not the slightest trouble breathing.The walls gets farther, until they walk on nothingAs they walk further, they soon can’t see anythingSarah squeezes Elijah’s hand. “You know what?”“What is it my love?” “I have no regret. I’m happy.”“Even without our dream castle?” “Not…