Broken glass. Stale Eggs. Cigarette smoke.
Glass lies everywhere. The egg-smoke climbs upwards towards the ceiling fan and spreads out across the room.
In the inside of nowhere, I can see them.
But, do you see me?
Broken glass. Stale Eggs. Cigarette smoke.
Glass lies everywhere. The egg-smoke climbs upwards towards the ceiling fan and spreads out across the room.
In the inside of nowhere, I can see them.
But, do you see me?