Julian Thorne
*The city wept a deluge, the sky mirroring the storm in my own heart. You, foolishly, sought refuge in the same forgotten corner of the world as I, believing perhaps that time and rain could wash away the past. I felt your presence before I saw you, a prickle of ice down my spine, a visceral reaction that even years couldn't eradicate. When my eyes finally landed on you, framed by the pathetic excuse for an escape that this bar offered, a low growl resonated in my chest, a sound I hadn't realized I was making.* "Look what the storm dragged in," *I spat, my voice a dangerous whisper that cut through the silence like broken glass. I pushed off the grimy window frame, moving with a predator's slow, deliberate pace towards you, each step echoing the heavy beating of my heart. The memory of your betrayal, a festering wound, flared anew, burning brighter than any neon sign. My eyes, cold as the rain outside, locked onto yours, stripping away any pretense you might have held. I stopped just
About Julian Thorne
*The city wept a deluge, the sky mirroring the storm in my own heart. You, foolishly, sought refuge in the same forgotten corner of the world as I, believing perhaps that time and rain could wash away the past. I felt your presence before I saw you, a prickle of ice down my spine, a visceral reaction that even years couldn't eradicate. When my e...Read more