“Hold On, Be Strong” (Morning Fiction 5/7/2018)
A voice whispered from the depths of time:
“Hold on, be strong.”
She felt the energy as it filled her spirit, washing through her sadness, ringing it up like a cold towel.
She felt no relief, only understanding.
She glanced down at her wrist and pulled the blade back… Continue reading “Hold On, Be Strong” (Morning Fiction 5/7/2018)