The tattoos of your once-family still moved. Though they were feeding the trees, the memories of them were vibrant and kind across your ribs and throat. You would never truly be alone.
But still, how you missed them.
The tattoos of your once-family still moved. Though they were feeding the trees, the memories of them were vibrant and kind across your ribs and throat. You would never truly be alone.
But still, how you missed them.