Tellup

A moment later he blazed out into the night wearing nothing but boxers.

denser and denser

When we reached the lake, some of our classmates were already down there. Some of them had sat down on the stones around a fire pit, while others had retreated into the darkness to get some privacy. In the tall grass close to the fire was a worn-out boom box, and an unknown rock band screamed its suffering into the atmosphere.

A tear falls from the corner of my eye and makes its way down my cheek before it clings to my lips. It tastes like salt.

without a trace.

They haven’t been seen since

Akela sweeps the blindfold

sand

– Chris Martin