Flash Fiction: The First and Last Time

We surrender to the beautiful, toxic world we’re marooned upon. We remove our helmets in the twilight glade as air runs out. We kiss for the first and last time… the friendship of castaways bloomed into love.

The silk of alien moths wrap us like shrouds.

 

 

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