#winter reflections

Thanks to a writing prompt on a Discord server I'm on, I have another Bad Batch story for you guys live on ff.net and AO3.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/75115281

I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen of meadow-flowers and butterflies in summers that have been;   Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were, with morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair.   I sit beside the fire and think of how the world will be when winter comes without a spring that I shall ever see.   For still there are so many things that I have never seen: in every wood in every spring there is a different green.   I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago and people who will see a world that I shall never know.   But all the while I sit and think of times there were before, I listen for returning feet and voices at the door.

Winter Abstractions...