Oct 5, 2018
she finds the jacket discarded in the rover, while she was looking around for things to scavenge. her shaky hands hovered over the ark symbol planted on the back, and fumbled for the tag on the inside. sure enough, in his bold and bulky hand writing was the name “B. BLAKE”. she brought it up to her nose, and she could swear the smell of him lingered in it, that old pine earth smell that was so bellamy she could recognize it anywhere, and her bones ached for something long gone. -hc anon