Storygram #64
Playing my flute is the only way I have to pass the time out there. Something feels wrong about the day. And the pasture seems too quiet.
Playing my flute is the only way I have to pass the time out there. Something feels wrong about the day. And the pasture seems too quiet.
The legendary man who won’t die. His hero. His mentor. “I’m not telling you where he is.” She laughed too hard for his liking.