All tagged the children


"But how can you divide without knowledge, without experience?" I ask. "You'd have to take a risk. Make a guess. But isn't that the same as randomness?" 


 She smells like summer and autumn in one. A strange combination of flowers and death. Not in a horrible way, it's rather that you know you can never forget that smell. If it will ever leave you, you know it will tear you apart. Her scent is deadly.