Part One: Converstation.
_His eyes, once vibrant with his brown stare look down. They see a familiar ground below his slippers, carpet, well worn from the office chair he sits on._ _Suddenly there was cracking around his walls. The drywall flying around in a shower of white...
A Letter to Sapphire
A letter to Sapphire (Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.) Dear Sapphire, Hello. I hope you are doing well. I see you are still shining like you always have. You haven't changed a bit have...