Followed by Frost

by Charlie N. Holmberg

To me old tongues seemed like secrets—secrets very few people in the world knew, let alone knew well.

His laughter made me laugh, his thoughts made me think, and his silence made me listen to each intake of his breath.

I always saw novels as an outlet for which the mind can escape this world, not be tethered to it.”

The mind and heart are two separate entities, and one cannot control the other—Dideh

For happiness has wings, and when burdened by the things a man should want, Garen could not reach it.

Happiness had wings; I could only hope to be the wind that helped him fly.

My chest seemed to stretch downward like pulled taffy at the thought.