He’s used to strangers calling him names. He can’t even count the times he’s heard the words animal, monster, or even weapon spit into his face. He gave up fighting their prejudices a long time ago. After all, those labels turned out to be true. Recently, someone added a new name to the long list … Lees verder Drabble: Hero

She passes by, showing him a quick smile while she tries to keep up with her friends. Her long hair moving like a curtain down her back, the white streaks dancing with each step she takes. Those streaks cause conflicting feelings in him; they make her special, beautiful, and older somehow, but they also represent … Lees verder Drabble: Hair

He’s a loner. He likes it that way. Strangers come into his life, and they leave just as fast, usually after getting what they want - sex or a fight. It generally suits him just fine, so that leaves the following question; how did he end up here? In a train, trying to convince some … Lees verder Drabble: Commitment