Eyes, downcast with the kind of stare that comes with habituated despair, caught wind of movement in the air and fluttered up. A tiny scrap of paper was floating down in front of them, weightlessly shuddering through invisible currents toward the inevitable ground below. The eyes watched it land gently a few feet away. The … Continue reading Opening
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