Ring around the Rosy, Pocket full of Posy. Ashes, Ashes, We all fall Down!
Ring around the rosy, it all smells deadly. Ashes, Ashes, we all go down. The loss, greif, and fear fill the air so thick these days. Everyone's just dropping as we walk at this point..
But at least the kids are finding a way to have fun. They are Scrappy and Messy But Happy. Least as happy as you can be around all of This.
The world has come to an end.
we are sure.
But we walk on. and Attempt to Survive.
for Living.. is not Needed for Survival.
Timeline: It all Ended but the one Lived.
YOU ARE READING
Time is so broken
Fantasylove and sad story. Multiple timelines and will probably not make any sense for a while. I'll be working on this till I'm happy to end it or cant think of anything more.
