Trains

[shadowsinfire]

The sky is distant, vacant, as if it wants something to believe in. It's the mystery of public transport, sharing body heat with strangers. Frost at the side of the tracks. Bracken and glass. Morning

Comments

[tasteslikemiso]

OH HAY REMEMBER ME.

Beautiful orig-fic. Your writing has changed in wonderful ways, and stayed the same in wonderful ways.

Are you still in Bleach fandom? Even if you're not, is it ok if I stalk your writing anyway?

[shadowsinfire]

Thank you very much! I'm not really in Bleach fandom anymore, but I don't mind my writing being stalked at all :) I like to know that people read it and enjoy it.