Firefly Glen Come as you are

dream and real.

bony chest fell and rose.

t.k. was somewhere deep within own mind. place that was warm, and safe, and familiar. the briefest time of comfort in short life.

eyes would open now and then, little slits where pupil was single blurry pinprick. snow passed by.

eyes closed again. the howl, so near, seemed year and years distant...

fireplace crackled in old house.