He walks alone, the streets empty and dark. He finds no comfort in daylight, the hustle and bustle of the lives of those who live under the sun. He feels alone, but he really is not. *A short, contemplative fic I wrote almost 6 years ago, when I was 16. Feel free to say what you like...I just thought I'd throw this piece out there!*
Rated: S
Categories: Short Stories
Characters: None
Genres: Drama
Warnings: None
Series: None
Chapters: 1
Wordcount: 1203 - Hits: 825
Complete?: Yes - Published: 06/09/2006 - Last Updated: 06/11/2006