You dip your head out of your shell. Do you see the world around you? You edge out more and more; the neon lights and uncontrolled scents are overwhelming. You step out further, further, onto the ground where your two feet hold you. Someone looks at you, and you can't help but smile.
YOU ARE READING
Snow On The Tombstones: A Collection of Flash Fiction and Vignettes
Krótkie OpowiadaniaA young man makes a serious mistake; an extraterrestrial explorer makes contact with an old temple; a group of friends sneak into an amusement park after hours; we are all tombstones; we are all here and gone.
