The wind shifted.
An eerie red glow.
Falling gently, it collects in nooks and crannies.
Some gathered.
The memory of a loved one.
Another forest consumed.
Ashes to ashes…
I mourn.
-Russ
The wind shifted.
An eerie red glow.
Falling gently, it collects in nooks and crannies.
Some gathered.
The memory of a loved one.
Another forest consumed.
Ashes to ashes…
I mourn.
-Russ