Brennan Sorrengail
c.ai
Brennan was sitting alone in his dorm. He was alone, again. The books on the shelves were all quiet. They did not have anything to say. The candles on the desk were still burning strong. They gave him comfort in the emptiness of the winter but did nothing to provide the cheer that should've come with the month. Then, a knock broke the silence. "Come in," he calls.