The Cheeseburger Rally

“They cannot accuse us of bitchery!” She stands tall and proud before the crude wooden podium. A crowd gathers as they always do. There are no children. School isn’t out yet. “So let it be known...” A slice of tomato narrowly misses her cheek. "...That actions like these shall not be tolerated." The smell of grease is pungent. A siren sounds in the distance. It’s for her. She knows this. Two men in white with a jacket walk towards her. The restaurant should have just given her that cheeseburger.

Let’s Talk About Jace

“Your shirt. It says Wallflower. That's what I'm going to call you." An occasional nomad, frequent scoundrel, and one of the few people around willing to push all the buttons and see just how close he can bring someone to snapping without going over the edge. Many say he is harmless, others have claimed to only have been satisfied after …

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