Elizabeth
His face was gone, enveloped in the fog that filled the rest of my life. I remembered, strangely, the color blue pretty clearly, however. Kurt. That was his name. It filled me with a warmth that I was unused to in this painful, cold existence. It gave a tiny piece of happiness, the only piece that wasn't totally stamped out. I didn't understand why that name, that color, made me happy, but I clung to it. Even as I clung to it, however, I could feel it slipping, like everything else had. It was like trying to hold water in my hands. Drops kept slipping through the cracks. I didn't want to forget! I couldn't! I cou....
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The Demon's Angel
FanfictionKurt Wagner is a normal teenage boy, or at least normal for a circus acrobat. He loves to run, joke with his sister, Amanda, and read. He's a devout Catholic. There's just one tiny detail missing: he's blue. When his demonic looks get him in trouble...
