𝙰𝚗 𝙴𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚘𝚙𝚎

The ancient, cobbled road stretches endlessly, roots of the sickened, gnarled black trees digging into its crumbled edges. Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.

by @appalachia