Alpha Maximus
Jazz Fordimagine yourself in a frozen forestwhy am i still here just to sufferthrough my windowthis time the tears were mine
‘I’m so sorry,’
I allow her to embrace me, even though I don’t want to be touched by anyone, ‘I’ve come to see Micah,’ I whisper.
‘Of course,’ Kayla nods and walks me down the spiral stone slope. There are tall wooden shelves along every wall that reach the ceiling. The shelves are mainly stacked with books with objects, such as the odd animal skull, candles, and jars. Tables are aligned with Bunsen burners, tripods, flasks, and a mortar and pestle. There are bottles of potions and other substances. Bouquet garnies of parsley stalks, bay leaves, thyme, rosemary, tarragon, basil and more hang low within hands reach. There are cobwebs everywhere. You would never guess. Kayla lives down here. T