Bound and Lost
No Idea what I’m doing about a third of the time.
Bound and Lost
No Idea what I’m doing about a third of the time.
No Idea what I’m doing about a third of the time.
No Idea what I’m doing about a third of the time.
The wind was calm.
There was a slight chill in the air as he floated quietly across the city.
His thoughts distracting as he steadily made his way to the familiar highrise.
Over and over in his head he had played out the coming moments, and each time his fear had won out before he could see it through.
“Tonight.” He said softly to empty air
It had to be now, he knew that. Placing his hand on his...