Feb 26, 20087
The Green One
"So, is it all over then?", he asks. I hang my head in shame. At that moment, I chose to keep still. If he wanted an answer, he'd have to come back, and he did. "Is it all over?", The green one's tone carries a hint of urgency and amusement. I wish I could stare him out of existence. I forget I only need to think him out. He asks me if ...
