A thick heavy black soot settles over the landscape that was previously filled with roses and petals and flowers and all of nature’s beauty, filling the air with their scent and igniting the senses with their glory, all being replaced and suffocated with dead grey ash. Where are the roses? They have died.

9 thoughts on “Aftermath

    1. Thanks for your care, I don’t know if everything’s alright. Something happened after we spoke yesterday, and I don’t know yet what the consequence will be. Can we take it offline? (I can email you separately?)

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