Howl

He raises his head and speaks to the nothingness that surrounds him, as if one day something might answer him in response. The pain in his eyes reflects his troubled past with enough memories filled with despair to last anyone a lifetime. That deep, unyielding grief is the pain of his heart, flowing through his veins, forcing him to live on. That’s when the songs of agony erupt from him in one pained howl.

In honor of my one year anniversary, I’m bringing back some old stories, reimagined. Enjoy.

© Sarah Doughty

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