Friday: 4 PM "Fawns died in winter. They died before they ever lived. They died in the snow, quiet and peaceful, frostbitten and rigid, without ever opening their eyes.
Not this one, though.ā
When I read that scene from the carās in reverse by @itsfrthebirds, I could not rest until I made my mental movie real! Everyone go read it, itās great š«¶
I love when Dennis Whitaker is miserable, what can I say??















