I knew who you were before we met, even as strangers still, my fingers sometimes danced with your hands, or feet, or elbow bends,
By cloudRob4 years ago in Poets
Ret was breathing hard through her oxygen mask. She felt Tet shaking underneath her as he was curled up into a tight ball. He too had trouble breathing. As she unwrapped her arms from his delicate body he began to whine softly. She shushed him and slowly sat upright, her ear now cocked toward the entrance to the small hole they were inside. Tet was crouched down in front of her still as she pressed her hand against his back to stand up.
By cloudRob5 years ago in Fiction
