Excerpt – “Faded Flowers” – Wartime Romance – 3/30/2021

“Running. A trek that will take miles to him, though is a mere rounding of a corner to sight of horror. “Will she? Will she be there? Here? Somewhere?” are the words he releases, torn off as shreds of paper at the corners of his mouth. Written in some place of his heart as the torment yearning induces, he has hurled the multiple questions forth without much for forethought. A rounding of a corner to spot something enough of a horror that it could or would gravitate his ongoing legs to their knees upon the soil.”

– Peter A.W. Wyatt (Faded Flowers)

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