Eulogy snackerston: “May I see her?” Ilithia’s words ring silently among the dead, the lone medic guiding the woman to the particular shroud, his hand a shaking gesture. “Messier than some. I wouldn’t pull the shroud too far down if you’re squeamish.” She looks down to the shrouded body laid out on the ground,… I […]
Month: May 2014
There comes a point where you finally have to say, enough is enough. I hit that point today.