Cameron's eyes alight upon the image and he smiles, fingers gingerly grasping at the edges of the photo in his hand. A memory. There's a tightness in his chest as his eyes scan it's contents, but he knows why that feeling is there. It's a familiar feeling. Each a memory of times long past; a road now long since ended. He wants to see them all, one last time, and say goodbye.

His eyes catch on familiar faces and bright smiles. He recalls the feeling of warm embraces and soft paws, scented fur and passionate lips. It's a mess of fragments, embers of intimacy that dance in cold wind. He remembers the tears and fear, that numb loneliness in the dark. It all comes flooding back to him in pieces, a conflict that swirls inside more and more as his mind flickers through memories like transparent film. He swallows it; he wants to. The feeling inside him calms and he puts the photo down, picking up the next.

Cameron's eyes alight upon the image and he smiles, fingers gingerly grasping at the edges of the photo in his hand. A memory.

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A little creative writing. I hope its decent! It might be somewhat subpar considering how tired I was writing it, but I really wanted to convey the idea behind this piece.

Art by  nickitty / Nicopossum on Twitter!

Character by  meesk