Glass-and-Sand

Futile musings of an old ghost

Tag: fairy

  • My old school

    My old school

    We met in the woods, she, a diaphane apparition reflecting the sunlight, I, struggling in the mud. We spoke, she was curious, wanted to know what I was doing there, so early, what pictures I was taking, how it was that I could see her, as most humans could not. No, I did not have…