Michael Antonio

“And so they did. Here, at the end of their journey, at the end of the world, they did. Standing side by side, shoulders touching. Rodney held up the vial. With trembling hands, Don struggled momentarily with the cork stopper. It finally pulled free with a muted pop. Bits of ash clung to the end of the cork. “Oh, the places you’ll go,” Don whispered. “Where the wild things are,” Rodney replied.”
― T.J. Klune, We Burned So Bright