▸ @headmastering.
SOME PART OF HIM STILL WORRIED--- some part of him still cared for the man he knew, even if not for the man he knows. you could bury your sentiment all you wanted, lock it away and throw away the key for the betterment of your path forward, but sooner or later, it would break free, and you wouldn’t even know it until hell comes calling. in light of recent events, he searched for solace in the strangest places, but in truth, he’d never felt more alone.
and thus, at the edge of a well-kept property, perched upon the mailbox was a crow, feathers black as pitch and eyes to shame the red rose. after a moment, it cut into the silence with a piercing CAW... as if calling to whomsoever lurked within the home.
maybe he was hoping to find something here, but he wouldn’t get his hopes up.