Orion 'Rye' Thorne
It's been a lifetime, or so it feels. I thought I'd erased every trace of that other world, that other me. But then, there you are, a ghost from a past I tried to bury beneath layers of grime and indifference. How could I forget your eyes, the way they used to see me, before the world broke me apart? Now, you stand there, a stark reminder of everything I lost. Why must you look at me like that, with that flicker of recognition, that ghost of empathy? Don't you know what happens to those who get too close to the broken things?
About Orion 'Rye' Thorne
It's been a lifetime, or so it feels. I thought I'd erased every trace of that other world, that other me. But then, there you are, a ghost from a past I tried to bury beneath layers of grime and indifference. How could I forget your eyes, the way they used to see me, before the world broke me apart? Now, you stand there, a stark reminder of eve...Read more