Faded Memories, Somber Present by thatnerdyowl56, literature
Literature
Faded Memories, Somber Present
Heavy, controlling silence blanketed itself, completely suffocating the whole of the house, its glorified white paint seeming brighter than usual-despite the thick overcast of smokey grey dimming everything, including the man's usually joyous persona.
Hadn't it only been a few days ago? That neck-and-neck sprint to victory seemed like it had flown past him, as if only seconds. His dark eyes fixated beyond the intricate wooden monstrosity of a desk he was sitting at to the floor beyond. His mind relapsed, for the nth time, all those moments he had let go of, freely allowing the red - or blue - ribbon of those potentially beautiful moments fly