(Read Len’s Song, 2022 edition, Snippet 1.)
When the world was younger—
Len bolted upright to see moonlight glancing off low-lying clouds above and boulders strewn about the hollow around him. Crimson-tinged memories of cold flesh and lifeless, surprised eyes dissipated quick with the anxious pulse of his heart and a few gasps of cool mountain air, which also dried the sweat from his neck and his brow.