Jan
25
By: Claire Mulkieran | Discussion (0)
It’s about 2am. I’m tied but can’t sleep. Dreams have been strange again. I saw Asheville burning. Large swaths of the city were reduced to rubble. Flying craft in the air. Not planes or helicopters. Floating, noiseless craft. I don’t remember much else. I got up and poured myself a small bit of Rock ‘N’ [...]








