Movement is...slowly becoming more difficult. I am trying my best. I don’t want to be a burden; no matter how old I get, I’ll NEVER become a burden.

It’s hard to see at night. I am trying my best. My family haven’t taken me out at night for a long time. They haven’t taken me anywhere lately.

These four walls are getting boring. I’ve tried to let them know how tired I am, but they don’t listen. T...

The Man wasn’t moving.

The fox was fairly sure that The Man was dead. The salt choking the air and stinging the inside of his sensitive nose made it difficult to smell any rot, but...

The Man wasn’t moving.

The Man hadn’t moved for one whole Sun-cycle. He had stopped making noises whilst the Sun beat down upon them both, warming the fox’s fur and cracking The Man’s lips. He had stopped moving ...