Mariana's Trench (A Short Story Blog) · 10:29am Aug 29th, 2014
Here's some music to listen to in the background.
Was there anything I could ever do? To escapeā¦
It rained down on me that day, too. That day when I lost everyone I'd ever loved, the blood easily poured down into the gutters as the corpse-stench wafted through the smoggy air. The fires had at least been warm then.