Those Feisty Redheads
News Staff
There’s a look that comes about the face when all hope is lost. Eyes become hollow, unfocused. The soul surrenders but the spirit is fearful. It’s a deadpan look, though a body cannot lie. Muscles clench and relax instinctively. There is fight and there is flight, but it takes a while to decide.
Thu, 02/01/2024 - 05:00