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Monochrome Nightmare – Bird

That tiny bird, it had been the first thing I had actually seen alive besides her, since I could remember. It sat hunched and ready for the next phase, which I was sure was about to begin. I clutched her hand, and told her to think about what might come next. It was entirely possible that things were going to be all right.

October 29, 2014 - Posted by | Fiction, Photo, Photography | , , , , , ,

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