There are no flowers in the city, the fogs are too thick for greenery to survive. But if you go through the cellar door in my mother’s house you walk into a garden as lush and colorful as any queen’s. Saturday Story Prompt. December 29, 2018

There are no flowers in the city, the fogs are too thick for greenery to survive. But if you go through the cellar door in my mother’s house you walk into a garden as lush and colorful as any queen’s. Saturday Story Prompt. December 29, 2018

There are no flowers in the city, the fogs are too thick for greenery to survive. But if you go through the cellar door in my mother’s house you walk into a garden as lush and colorful as any queen’s. Saturday Story Prompt. December 29, 2018