Day 53 – The Veteran

But he’d smile at you under his lopsided mustache, and you couldn’t help but pat him on the shoulder of his moth eaten coat and buy him a sandwich and something to drink. Continue reading

Day 52 – The Invaders

What we couldn’t see is that the creatures – we’re still working out the nomenclature, exactly, since we have no taxonomic reference for them – they don’t communicate or even really perceive existence through sight or sound. Continue reading