that's what it was like waking up in the crypts. no-longer-dead. but without her.

like burning alive.

“No nace de pronto la nueva Lena.Nace paso a paso, y luego centímetro a centímet…”

“I reach out and grab her wrist. It feels impossibly tiny in my hand, like this …”

“But this isn’t like anything I’ve ever seen, or imagined, or even dreamed: This…”

“So far I've seen the life studies packet used as (1) an umbrella, (2) a makeshi…”