You walk until you can walk no further, then look up at the stars. Have they changed? Have you? It doesn’t matter. You are never going back.
Evelyn Benvie writes for fun and the distant hope of someday getting paid for it.
You walk until you can walk no further, then look up at the stars. Have they changed? Have you? It doesn’t matter. You are never going back.
Evelyn Benvie writes for fun and the distant hope of someday getting paid for it.