[ hey there's absolutely no preamble to this. the two of them are just minding their own business, perhaps standing in the gas station? he's a ye olde, completely bemused by modern things, and she's kind of. anachronistic. but the lights are so bright...
and the brightest lights cast the darkest shadows. shadows that are more than happy to ensnare someone, maybe two someones, and drag them into a terrible memory. ]
wk 2; monday
and the brightest lights cast the darkest shadows. shadows that are more than happy to ensnare someone, maybe two someones, and drag them into a terrible memory. ]