The Fire Thief

I live on the streets of Greyedge, England.

No one here takes notice of anything other than themselves. The upper class is all focused on presenting themselves in the best way possible, middle class on scamming others out of money, lower class on pleasing their masters, and well people like me, finding our next meal. I one of the luckier ones however, I found this nice house, as much as it's falling apart it's better than sleeping on the street. I live there, the roof is caving in, there is no electricity or heat, but it keeps me out of the rain and it's a good hiding place.

Or that's how I used to think, a which cursed me and is now out to kill me. I don't belong anymore, not that I did in the first place.

This is my story, the story of how I got cursed, and my journey to try to un do it.