Literature
Meeting
Cio was exhausted. With ink all over his hands, he trudged to the well to scoop out some water, hoping the water was remotely clean of ink.
He had been in ‘The block’ for a year now, and it had been a month since he had met Souhi. As he washed his hands and face with the mostly clean water, he thought about the time he had spent there. Was it really worth the time to stay there anymore? Was his friend still in this world? He always had such thoughts in his mind. Souhi had told him it was always worth a try, but the sad smile she gave him told him of other things.
Rinsing himself free of ink, Cio dropped the bucket back down the