"I am the King," he said to it, touching its soft, fragile pink lips with a finger.
The creature's eyes opened, and they were fully, entirely black.
"I am the Black Zone."
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Black Zone
Short StoryA King. A creature stuck in a dark prison made of its own pain. And for some reason, these two are meant to be. {Honorable Mention in the Scholastic Art & Writing Awards}
