4pm. A deep breath. Shivering and tense, slowly waiting for the soul to catch up, the dust to settle, the hours to reveal what they will leave behind. Hazy sun, and an afternoon way too warm to even remotely be comfortable.
4pm. A deep breath. Shivering and tense, slowly waiting for the soul to catch up, the dust to settle, the hours to reveal what they will leave behind. Hazy sun, and an afternoon way too warm to even remotely be comfortable.