They hung there between them. The words that had once gone to and fro, back and forth, had come to an abrupt stop. They had gone too far. So far over the ledge they might not come back. But then they did come back, as any swing would. It came with the rain.
Uploaded: April 2, 2026
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Wonders of Elsewhere: Thoughts and Dreams and Other Oddities
FantasyCollection of short stories and poems I write for absolutely no reason. . . . . . . . . . . Most of these are probably school assignments tho honestly.
