Focusedheart
Through all, smile. Through the worst, smirk.
A creak of joints, the soft snapping of bones and cartilage. Hands flexing over the keyboard.
Rusty
How long?
Stare is blank
Mind empty
Rusty
How long?
Then a smile as the words began to flow. There in that space, things grew, thoughts made to expand.
Finally words upon the screen.
Though rusty, still words.
Rusty
How long?
Stare is blank
Mind empty
Rusty
How long?
Then a smile as the words began to flow. There in that space, things grew, thoughts made to expand.
Finally words upon the screen.
Though rusty, still words.