Tia
About two hours after the first upload, I settled by a small river near Kavan’s cabin for some peace and quiet.
I had been too restless to stay indoors, and far too anxious to be around anyone. So I scouted the area, just me and my pack of cigarettes, until I found the peaceful scenery. The river flowed gently, its surface catching light through the trees, peaceful in a way that felt undeserved.
I sat by the river bank and pulled out a stick from the cigarette pack and lit it. Since it had Kavand that morning, the weather wasn’t harsh and the sun was mercifully gentle. Perfect conditions for pretending, if only fir a moment, that my world didn’t have a possibility of collapse.
I puffed my cigarette, and the sensation immediately eased my shoulders, a voluntarily sigh expelled from
