Every one of them smiled but did not mean it. And all the merriment they chased was a storm of angry aches. And after it all every one of them looked back with regret and wished they had not settled for less because they had believed a gilded smile.
Month: April 2019
Threads
Ripped in two these pieces these halves incomplete because tints in the fabric deceived the eyes of onlookers. This cloth stained clawing at the threads which hold it together. This side of the fabric dark as hades noticed and examined and patched but still glints shadow. The threads are red and black. [...]
The Lore Singer 