galadriel

(1: Regan) There’s a piece of red paper stuck to my locker with a piece of tape. I wonder what it could be. Maybe a note telling me I have ...

(2: Elias) “How --cough-- are your --cough-- studies going, Elias?” My grandmother pats her chest and reaches for the plastic cup of water that’s sitting on the tray in front ...

The beach’s sand is white, grainy, and pure. It darkens as the tide rushes up to greet it, then runs back down again, frightened. There are so many things to ...

This room is far too white. White walls, white bed sheets, white bandages, white hospital gown, white floor, white white white. The only other color is dull gray-blue. A stripe ...