

is this how it ends?Elisabeth, Rudolphis this how it ends?
It was always silent. He noticed that more than the darkness, at first. Watching the narrow band of light spill in from the door, sliding across the floor like a living thing until it fell across the tip of his polished boot. Alien.
He knew the room well enough that he could turn his head blindly and see things that were no longer there—his mother, seated at her vanity. Pale skin, the color of milk. Precious milk.
"The people are dying!"
Surely, now she would see. She would come back, his mother. Now, in the end, she would come back. His friend told him so, and in his drea