Ihopethisdoesntsuck Stories

Analyse Bruje Running through the sleek street, trying to avoid the black ice covering the gravel, Ana turns to look at the boy behind her. She stops as a blinding light catches her eye. Her breath catches as her eyes take in the sight before her; a boy creating fire from his palms. On the inside, she's screaming and falling over her own feet to get away from this abnormality, but in reality, she finds herself inching closer and closer.