
"Cold. I felt cold and alone. I guess living on the streets has its tolls. Or if living is what you would even call it, it was more like a game. A game of wits and survival. A game to see if you ate today or if you went hungry. I can't remember the last time I ate a decent meal. Probably when I still had a decent life." James Gray's life has been a pretty shit since the night four years ago when the snow ran red. (I suck at these sorry lmao)All Rights Reserved