Her 2
Tag: Her
Ash
Pieces of her scattered freely into the frigid night air... Gray and weightless like ash.
Two Years
Two years aged her into someone satisfyingly unrecognizable and startlingly indescribable.
Facedown
With a lowered head and red rimmed eyes... She held back her tears while praying to survive.
Anonymously Hal 
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