A story about the quiet damage we do to ourselves and the people who love us anyway.

You never realize how short life really is.

No two snowflakes are ever the same. Some glitter, some shatter, some leave no trace at all. And yet for a moment, each demands to be seen. A collection of strange, singular stories - an anthology of voices, visions, and fleeting moments that will linger long after the page is turned.

Halcyon Strip was never clean - but it used to play by the rules. Ezra Colt used to be someone - a corporate hero with a name, a code, and blood on his knuckles. Now he's a ghost in a city that moved on without him, hustling cards and nursing guilt in the neon glow. But something new is slithering through the alleys. A drug that wakes powers buried deep in the blood. And in the shadows behind it - something older. Something wearing borrowed faces and dragging a single, broken wing. Some heroes fade. Others rot. Ezra Colt? He's not done bleeding yet.

Mack is adrift, his life shattered six months after a brutal breakup. Struggling with a hollow existence, he drifts through a pharmacy job and returns each night to an empty apartment that echoes his desolation. Each day blurs into the next in a haze of numbness and routine. "Fray" is a gripping exploration of raw despair and the crushing weight of loneliness. As Mack battles with his own emptiness, the story unravels the stark, codependent spiral of his life, offering an unvarnished look at a man consumed by his past and unable to escape the void that surrounds him.