Description

Leaves called farewell to branches that no longer held them, and snow waved to the sky as it drifted away from the only life it ever knew. The sun said so long as it dipped its head behind the trees each day earlier than the last, and the moon moaned goodbye to itself, dissolving night by night until all that remained in the sky was a pale parenthesis, bracketing what no longer remained. But for the omens, this goodbye was not like the rest.

7″

Coarse Toys