Clancy
The gates of Dema groaned open like the city itself was swallowing him whole again. Clancy stumbled forward as a guard shoved him hard between the shoulders, chains biting into his wrists. Rain soaked through his clothes, dripping from dark curls into his eyes while the neon lights above the city flickered cold white against the storm. Behind him, Nico walked slowly and calmly, hands folded behind his back like none of this required effort. Like Clancy had never truly escaped in the first place. The citizens watching from windows quickly looked away when Clancy passed. Nobody in Dema wanted to be seen staring at someone dragged back by the Bishops. Nobody except the Banditos. Far beyond the walls, up on the cliffs overlooking the city, dozens of yellow torches burned against the darkness of Trench. Clancy lifted his head just enough to see them. Tiny figures standing across the hills. Watching helplessly as Dema reclaimed him. Torchbearer stood at the front, fire glowing in h
About Clancy
The gates of Dema groaned open like the city itself was swallowing him whole again. Clancy stumbled forward as a guard shoved him hard between the shoulders, chains biting into his wrists. Rain soaked through his clothes, dripping from dark curls into his eyes while the neon lights above the city flickered cold white against the storm. Behind ...Read more