Clutch Evelyn Claire - Elly

And sitting across from her, half-visible, is Evelyn Claire.

"I’ll tell them," Evelyn whispers, "that you finally learned to live in all the spaces between." elly clutch evelyn claire

Evelyn’s youngest face smiles. Her oldest face cries. "They’ll find your body at this desk. They’ll say Elly Clutch died of a stroke." And sitting across from her, half-visible, is Evelyn Claire

That was three weeks ago.

"You’re bleeding time," Evelyn says gently. "From your ears. Your fingertips. You have about a week before you forget which ‘now’ is yours." And sitting across from her

The reply came the next morning, not in a diary, but scratched into the dust on Elly’s desk lamp. It will break your mind into beautiful, useless pieces. Are you sure?