GOS I – part 2
I walked for countless hours, days… I don’t even know. Hope is slowly leaving my body as I drag my feet across the wasteland. Somehow, I feel that I am closing in to some structure, or it may be just my mind.
I found a small patch of blue grass. Nothing tasted better in my entire life. I wonder… could I have been wrong about all this? Could there be life here somewhere?
Day 2?