Thorna giggled “No you can touch me, I like Orange!” She smiled. Conner watched as they spoke, he wasnt confused..just nervous. He just nodded at the people taking the photos trying to distract himself
The little girl hugged Conner “he is a friend” she said and nodded up at him. Her blue eyes like the sea.
Conner looked at The person before him. “She likes being called Thorna.” He says.
Everyone around was watching and Aweing at the three of them, he was getting annoyed but stayed strong...
He got off the train and snickered at how pathetic this side of the wold is. They have no worries. He held the little girls hand as they went, photos being taken. Fuck them all.
The little one waved and smiled with her free hand giggling. Maybe he was angry, He’d never admit it though. He’s...
The way his name was called. The way his mother screamed. How little Milo cried knowing his brother is in trouble.
“C’mon up Conner!” The stupid accent rang in his ears
He stepped up slowly watching the young women, only 13, who was also chosen. Oh fuck.
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He was on the train, looking...
Conner just got back from his morning hunt when he noticed the negativity around, that and how when he sold some berries the women said “good luck young man.”
He walks into the small broken down place that he called Home, his little brother Milo and his mother River-Bay came to him and saw...