Day 3

"I breathe in the cold January air. I breathe out steam, and I shudder, coughing sharp black matter onto the dark ground." -Marcus...

Day 2

“ From the first moment I saw you, I could see the mess inside you, an azure desire welling through your eyes.  Your majestic blue...

Day 1

I ache for her. A  blue halo freezes the silhouette around me as winter's breath whistles in my ears. The wind rattles vibrant memories...