Maeve Gallagher
Joined June 2021
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Alive
She awoke to the howling wind. She had been on her own for years, but the wind always startled her. It sounded as if it carried all the cries from past civilizations in its breath. Its painful howling was only a reminder that she wasn’t safe. She shuddered remembering the first time she heard the wind. Her world ended that day. Everything she had ever known was gone. She didn’t want to think about it. All she had was now.
By Maeve Gallagher3 years ago in Futurism