A Little Bit Psycho
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Last published Mon, Apr 1, 2019
They say that everyone finds their way home.
.. But what do you do when you never had one in the first place?
These thoughts had ran through Arsynic's consciousness before with a certain intensity, but not this level. The brute could feel the snarl threatening to rip from his throat when a bobcat met his gaze as he passed across the road. He was in his usual spot ─ An abandoned vehicle at the edge of the Chernobyl City Line. ─ with the moonlight beaming down on his earthen toned pelt. Heterochromia irises radiated from the darkness surrounding the ruined city. Then the thoughts continued.
What was home?
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