Failing fire
In these soft, grey, collapsing January days where dawn and dusk meet on main street at noon too weak, too low to draw their weapons and life seeps away like air from a pricked balloon, the fire fails: faint flames…
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In these soft, grey, collapsing January days where dawn and dusk meet on main street at noon too weak, too low to draw their weapons and life seeps away like air from a pricked balloon, the fire fails: faint flames…
Read: Failing fire