“I can remember Grandma telling stories about little nest makers leaving wards in the wild. The details would shift and change as she got older, but it always involved Saint Vinson's crystal spider and a wandering soul haunted by nightmares.”
“Wistful in advance for the present moment.”
“Everything swirled back through the mist of time in a wave of nostalgia.”
“It had been raining for seven years; thousands upon thousands of days...”
“We hold the places of our youth unchanged in our minds and stay secretly young that way.”