Snow! Snow everywhere as I walked, but only where I walked. I stopped and it swirled around me. It was like being in a snow globe, one with wheels that moved as I moved. Snow. It did not lay upon the ground, but continued to fall. A cold mist rose from the ground and I walked quickly past the train tracks, turned left at the street of the water tower…
The Melting 37
The Vapor
Jan 04, 2022
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