Kristy Riley
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The Things We Remember
The last words I ever said to my dad were something like, “I don’t want the next phone call I get about you to be someone telling me that you’re dead.” I had a feeling in my gut that it would be. The last two years of my dad’s life seemed surreal. The man who had raised me and my siblings was gone, just a shell of a man he used to be. This couldn’t be happening to us; he couldn’t be choosing death over being our father. Looking back now, I understand it wasn’t that simple. None of it was.
By Kristy Riley4 years ago in Families
They Came from Ice
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Many things had changed over the long years. Earth used to be a green, beautiful place. Now there were miles and miles of volcanic landscape, brimstone and ash suffocating the air. When the seas started rising, people began moving inland. Fast climbing heat came in torrential waves. Millions lost everything. By that point, it was too late to stop what was already in motion. So began the Second Great Migration as humanity attempted to escape north.
By Kristy Riley4 years ago in Fiction
