"My life was being controlled from the start, but I was much too blind to notice what was happening at the beginning... You become too focused on the light that you don't notice the shadows lurking in the corner of your vision, plotting your demise, and before you know it, your life goes up in flames. The police always told me what happened was a freak accident, but they don't have any clue what demons lurk beneath the surface of reality."
With a heavy sigh, Rook replaced the burnt photo of her family on the shelf where it belonged with all the other forgotten memories of her childhood, choosing to look around the ruins of her old home. Th
Being a Furfag |Ch.1|Pt.2| Memory Lane by TheFunzoneManager, literature
Literature
Being a Furfag |Ch.1|Pt.2| Memory Lane
My first step off the porch was the first step into December snow. It hadn’t snowed the entire year so far, and it always brought a smile to my face, especially like the one right now. It was gracefully fluttering straight down, without the wind to taint its path. It wasn’t that cold, and there was complete, sincere silence. This surprised me immensely; it was a Monday of all days, and there were no cars passing me by as I traveled up along a hill, sticking to the slush-ridden sidewalk. I figured everyone else had the same idea. Everyone loves the first day of snow, so why not savor the moment? Most of