I was going to work on Cerea's story today.
Then yesterday happened.
I have avoided as many news sources as I could for the whole of today. Twitter is shut down. I refuse to do more than glance towards anything with a comments section.
This is 7600 words of pure fluff. I know it. But I couldn't do anything more serious. The need to scream would have been too great. Still is, in many ways.
All this story consists of is... kids being kids. In a place where being a kid is still a little safe.
We use fiction to escape...