Posts Tagged: prose
It was late. Or early. Depending on when you start counting. Everybody had gone. Except for her. She was the last man standing. Soon they would be back. Keep her company. Too soon. Until then, she’d enjoy the utter lack
Je suis une clé. Une clé française. Ma vie est solitaire. Je n’ai pas d’amis. Je suis seule. Tous les jours. Toute la
When life hands you the leading actress role, you just gotta play it. 1015: CG starts cruising around Floating Castle like sharks. 1020: 8 to 10 sharks asks permission to board Floating Castle. It gets crowded. 1021-1055: Lots of blah.