Harley

a green tassel, a defective flamingo toy, a hairbrush (first things that popped into my head! 8) )

I clutched my head and groaned, the pain like a metal drill grinded on my temples, and I lay on the ground to rest. As I looked up, a winged ...

Golden light whispered through crisp leaves and quietly baptised the ground beneath them Wind whispers, and they dance in morning dew Celebrating a life long past. The children congregate and ...