My room is stuffy. The AC is on full blast, yet there is an oppressive lack of freshness in the air. Dark grey…
Why does my head hurt?
The pain was intense. His eyes were closed yet the brightness of the otherwise dim…
Crash.
“Raven! You silly bird! Stay away from the shelf!” She croaked, shooing the bird away.
A cool breeze wafts over me, bringing with it a combination of smells. Wet wood, grass, manure, and something else.