Outcasts

"We're the gray area, angel. We're the pieces of the puzzle they don't know what to do with, the pieces that don't quite fit into their perfect little picture, so they choose to discard us, to keep their image untainted, but we can only be ignored for so long. Because eventually, whether they want to admit it or not, all of their black and white will bleed together anyway."
― J.M. Darhower

Four aimless souls. Four tales of redemption.

Society has failed them. People have failed them. Ryder runs with no end in sight, but a boy might save him. Chelsea lives with a monster, but music isn't her only escape. Isaac seeks redemption, but a soul as black as his delights in the fire. Corin lost someone dear, but she also lost herself and fell so very far. Though touching sunlight, the lives of these young souls are marred by tragedy, by loneliness, and slipping through the cracks. They are outcasts, but that's not all they are. There is hope, even for the lonely hearts, the broken few.

They are not alone.