i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Can I see

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.