Broad Daylight: Pinned
A deeper breathe against the pressure, you feel the warmth as you exhale. Nothing more to do but wait for someone—anyone—to find you.
I’m pinned. I just wanted to be free.
A deeper breathe against the pressure, you feel the warmth as you exhale. Nothing more to do but wait for someone—anyone—to find you.
I’m pinned. I just wanted to be free.
What’s the point of it all? We all die anyway and sink into the amber.
Friction can wear away at a surface, at a person, but we couldn’t live in a frictionless world.
“Light is magic.”
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