Smallara

Cindy's voice pulled him back from the edge of his spiraling thoughts. "We'll find a way through this," she said softly, her gaze steady and reassuring. He looked into her…

It was late in the afternoon, and a soft, golden light filtered through the slats of the blinds in Madison's room. Inside the habitat, Greg and Cindy sat side by…

A couple of hours had slipped by as Greg and Cindy explored the limited offerings of Little television. Seated together on the small sofa within their habitat, they navigated the…

As Greg stood within the confines of the habitat in Madison's room, a sense of oppressive stillness enveloped him. The air felt thick, almost tangible, pressing down on his slight…

Morning crept in softly, the first rays of sunlight filtering through the thin curtains and casting pale golden stripes across the room. Greg stirred awake, the cool air of dawn…