Lost Ones gather dry timber and stack it high on the pyre at the center of the grove. The twins are weaving the crown of flowers that will top the Maypole. It's the Eve of Beltane. For the children this means honey cakes and floral dresses, a bonfire and late night dances.
Lost Ones gather dry timber and stack it high on the pyre at the center of the grove . The twins are weaving the crown of flowers that will top the Maypole . It's the Eve of Beltane . For the children this means honey cakes and floral dresses , a bonfire and late night dances .
When this pandemic is over, the world will be split into 2 types of people - For some it'd be a memory of a strenuous time, one marred by death and desperation. For some - it'll only be the faces that remain. The ones they held while gasping, the ones they caressed on the pyre.
When this pandemic is over , the world will be split into 2 types of people - For some it'd be a memory of a strenuous time , one marred by death and desperation . For some - it'll only be the faces that remain . The ones they held while gasping , the ones they caressed on the pyre .