Daniel Blake
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The Last Mixtape
With a loud sound, the shovel bit into the damp earth with force, as if my heart had been crushed to its core. Ten years. The time capsule we had hidden beneath was covered in the bravery of eighteen-year-olds a decade ago. Me, Leo, and Sarah. This was the day we made an oath to open it all together. While Leo was designing buildings that etched the clouds in Tokyo, Sarah disappeared without him. We buried our dreams two years prior in a waterproof ammo box, but then the accident happened.
By Daniel Blake5 months ago in Fiction
The Last Library of Echoes
The historical archives where I worked had an old dusty feeling that sat in my lungs and made me feel old. In my world, I could document the lives of individuals who had passed away with brittle paper and faded ink. This place I remember fondly was a quiet and private one, mirroring the complete absence of my grandmother. The world had become dull without her, and she was the final link to a feeling of wonder.
By Daniel Blake5 months ago in Humans
