Come Back To Us Vaudevue struggled towards the lakes edge, every step even more drawn out and painful as the last. Her tattered olive fatigues hung off her malnourished frame, every remnant of fat and muscle taken by M.L.5. But… Continue Reading →
Come back to us You see me now gasping for air through my horribly burnt lungs. Down by the lakeside choking on my own lungs. There is nothing you can do for me now, the gas from the camps have… Continue Reading →
Pain shot up Micheals leg, he glared accusingly at the low coffee table as he hopped on one leg almost comically around the small cluttered apartment. “Dammit” he muttered under his breath, contempt lacing his voice, the sofa on the… Continue Reading →
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