Stray: Y/N?
Stray - Chapter 63
Concerning morning, machine dreams, and how to leave.
He walked closer to the cairn. In the raw light size was hard to judge. The boy had looked so small bound by the fire under the sky, then so large sitting above him in confined space, feet tapping against the crate, saying in his boy's voice you always knew. Had they been overzealous and buried him deep beneath layers of rock, with his pale bruised body the lowest strata? Or was there only a thin shale blanket between him and the cold air, encasing him like a shell? The opposite. An egg was a beginning.
Concerning morning, machine dreams, and how to leave.
He walked closer to the cairn. In the raw light size was hard to judge. The boy had looked so small bound by the fire under the sky, then so large sitting above him in confined space, feet tapping against the crate, saying in his boy's voice you always knew. Had they been overzealous and buried him deep beneath layers of rock, with his pale bruised body the lowest strata? Or was there only a thin shale blanket between him and the cold air, encasing him like a shell? The opposite. An egg was a beginning.