Ashfall

Ash.

I am so sick of the sight of ash. It’s worse than sand, you know. It gets into everything. Cleaning it is a never-ending chore, since it just keeps on falling. It’s in my clothes, my hair, even my food. I can’t remember the last time I ate anything that didn’t taste of ash. Continue reading

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Living

The worst part about the apocalypse isn’t the zombies. Continue reading