Daily Archives: March 5, 2022

Noir Rain

Bleeding lives in a dead place forgotten. If not for the cannonade in her head she’d wonder if she was breathing, or was she dreaming in a monochrome storm again? Wafting shadows scattering remembered existence. Screaming whispers swore their outrage … Continue reading

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