The ache in his legs was unbearable, growing worse with every step.
He didn't know how long he had been in here, this patch of sand and sea hidden beyond the alcove of trees. His wristwatch was destroyed. The hour and minute hands had ceased to budge the moment he'd stepped foot
The ache in his legs was unbearable, growing worse with every step.
He didn't know how long he had been in here, this patch of sand and sea hidden beyond the alcove of trees. His wristwatch was destroyed. The hour and minute hands had ceased to budge the moment he'd stepped foot
I bet there's little that escapes the notice of the wind.
I bet there's little that escapes the notice of the wind.
Seventeen hours, 51 minutes, 44 seconds...the exact time till the last time he had laid down to rest.
𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴. 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴. 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵-
PJ gasped, because there she was again. In a beautiful white dress, the sleeves hanging like flowers. She was smiling at him.
Seventeen hours, 51 minutes, 44 seconds...the exact time till the last time he had laid down to rest.
𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴. 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴. 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵-
PJ gasped, because there she was again. In a beautiful white dress, the sleeves hanging like flowers. She was smiling at him.
He broke into Jason's mini-kitchen. Now, there's a handful of coffee beans in his fist, and he's downing every last one with a glass of water, almost like pills.
"𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣."
He broke into Jason's mini-kitchen. Now, there's a handful of coffee beans in his fist, and he's downing every last one with a glass of water, almost like pills.
"𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣."
It is true that her face was one that PJ knew only from picture books and articles celebrating her genius, but-
That did not mean he loved it any less. That was the woman that had loved him when he had been nothing but a developing set of cells within a womb.
It is true that her face was one that PJ knew only from picture books and articles celebrating her genius, but-
That did not mean he loved it any less. That was the woman that had loved him when he had been nothing but a developing set of cells within a womb.
It's a clear sunny day, but @motherboxed.bsky.social doesn't see anyone. Every tent looks to be empty. Off doing their own thing while PJ is still figuring out the glass shards.
After some time ... He hears a voice calling him from a distance.
It's a clear sunny day, but @motherboxed.bsky.social doesn't see anyone. Every tent looks to be empty. Off doing their own thing while PJ is still figuring out the glass shards.
After some time ... He hears a voice calling him from a distance.