They only split the bread in two, because the dead do not eat.
Mystery | #8
An age old question, forever unanswered.
Self-Care | #7
As curious as he was, he stepped away without any further questions.
Build | #6
Block on block they rose to the sky, wasn’t enough that they could fly.
Foreign | #5
The humans have landed, they said.
Try | #4
She wasn’t raised to handle the situation but she’ll die trying.
Friday | #3
Only the content know true freedom.
Without a thought | #2
Walking through the scorching heat with parched lips, they lay down unwillingly.
The beginning | #1
From a past they were torn, just like that they were reborn.