WEEK 52: Slamming doors and broken glass

Prompted by: AnRo The crazy author says: Holy late, Batman! Sooo sorry!!! His baby blues are frozen, yet burning inside. And I almost miss it. Almost. I almost miss the flicker of pain before a thin layer of frost douses the turbulent flame. It starts at the edges and slowly creeps inward until no warmth remains. Suppressing … Continue reading WEEK 52: Slamming doors and broken glass