Frost [short story collection]

[a collection of short stories and everything else that has no place anywhere]

Life is like the cold frost that spirals across our windows, spreading out on the glass, out of our control. Life is in the wildness of something that we cannot fully grasp, in the haunting shadows of an unfathomable mystery.
Life is in the way each of us have our own stories to tell. Despite our differences, we all end the same way.
Ashes to ashes, we all fall down.

{mature themes inside, read at your own discretion}
{trigger warning}