http://slow.writerscafe.org/Melbears The original writings of author Melissa en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776350966 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My thought in my moments of death were odd. I felt the crash, the tingle as time slowed down, the cold air suddenly surrounding me. Then I remember the ground. Lying staring at the bow, the colors of that bow on that box. A name surfaced, Melody, the present was for Melody. I raised my arm to reach .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Melbears/1692917/