Tag Archives: blue-eyed man
Mr. Blue-Eyes
It new one thing, one important thing: To be alone was to risk the end. It was not to be left alone, under any circumstances. Set free by pure coincidence, accidentally let loose by an idiot in the labs, the … Continue reading
whatever ragged scars would be left
It wasn’t the worst moment to come, the night he had to curl up, drugged, beaten, bloody, bearing a strangely youthful wonder for her, as though the past decade hadn’t happened. He was irritated with her, only barely lucid, and … Continue reading
The Blank Heart Of A Man
It was easy to instill terror and hatred into the blank heart of a man who knew only what love and hope she gave him. Quietly and with tears, she fed his fury as he laid in her arms, remembering … Continue reading
In Remembrance Of
In a past, in a future, in an elsewhen that never maybe shouldn’t ought to have happened. All of these things were his life. Are his life. All of these things have happened. All of these things are someone else’s … Continue reading
Curiosity’s a Hateful Thing
It took so long for them to find him, so long for them to track him down and pin him in a single location after things had gotten fucked up again. When the package arrived, the couriers expected a grieving … Continue reading