Jordan Goings
Joined June 2021
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I am an artist who loves writing.
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The Line
He still had roughly a mile or so in line before he would finally see a meal again with his own eyes. Hot or cold, he didn’t care. Peter’s reasoning and senses were already ghosts. But now, standing in what had to be his final moments of vigilance and fortitude, there in his place in line, everything had grown dull. It had already been for a couple of days, but now, here in this moment, he had finally been adopted in by panic and despair.
By Jordan Goings3 years ago in Futurism