Author: King1554 PM
A woman writing to her husband during the world's most feared apocolypse explains what events are taking place at home. This is her survival tactics in a world so unaware of how to cope, how to survive in a Hell.Rated: Fiction T - English - Horror/Tragedy - Chapters: 12 - Words: 3,440 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 02-21-13 - Published: 11-08-11 - id: 7535544
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Thank you ever so much for responding back. I know times have been, well, not easy, but we will pull through. I can't lie; the red river and toxic air are starting to nag at my innards. No matter how much blood I see, I still think of you, of what you said.
"It's going to be all right, love. They'll lose their appetite eventually."
That piece of hope still ensnares me. I do hope you are doing well, though. Everything is growing darker day by day. We are prohibited to go outside anymore. Too dangerous. But I still sneak my way to the mailbox. For you. After awhile I stopped receiving letters from you. No worry, I still have managed to find communication with you.
Even though your stamps are proving to be heavily outdated, I still anticipate that rusted orchid on the top right hand corner of your envelopes. The orchid helps me know that there was a past before all this tragedy. Your stamps, delivered with your message, paints more hope into my doubting brain of hunger and peril.
Darling, I can't lie, I'm growing more frightened every day. All the moaning coming from outside of our windows, I don't dare look out. Last time I stole a glance I saw… it shouldn't even be uttered. I witnessed a baby's corpse being dragged by his mother who was limping severely and vomiting so many fluids. Everyone else is scared here too. But I keep reminding them, "They'll lose their appetite eventually."
Darling, when is eventually?
With great love throughout all the grey in this damned world,