Artist of procedure
"Some things hurt, some things heal but you'll never know what it's like to be killed." The words this older men spoke with tears flowing from his face. He looked back on his life successful but full of solitude. He sat in his room pondering the rain through the clear glass window.
Kelly was her name a small girl sitting by a small lake surrounded by a open field. Her hair was white, a pure bleach color that blended with the sun as it flowed into the blinding view she would always dip her muddy feet in not that it helped much she cleaned herself at home for that.