Eggs

There is something almost parental in the way he reaches for my hand if I walk just a little too far ahead of him. One can see it in the way he reads me his favorite books and how he tucks me into bed before saying goodbye, leaving me the perfect blanket burrito. It's there … Continue reading Eggs

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Forest Child

Once upon a time, there was an elf. Old and bored, he didn't have much left to live for. He’d lived through his youth, burned through his many loves, and lived as many experiences as he could know existed. He was living simply because that was his default state of being, being essentially immortal as … Continue reading Forest Child