Smoke poured out of my lungs, and the cigarette dropped from my fingers. I couldn’t feel anything anymore. Inside my body, there was just a damp vacuum, like the space in an old oak eaten away by a slow fungus. “What if we do deserve to die, Martin?”
We Were Never Here
We Were Never Here
We Were Never Here
Smoke poured out of my lungs, and the cigarette dropped from my fingers. I couldn’t feel anything anymore. Inside my body, there was just a damp vacuum, like the space in an old oak eaten away by a slow fungus. “What if we do deserve to die, Martin?”