Posted in Stories, Taken by Dark

Taken by Dark Prologue

For someone I don’t much care for anymore.
I bleed Smoke from my hands, the substance of magic I live off of now, as if it were natural. I’m standing on a rooftop like some moronic Batman, in my full metal armor that gives like clothes, yet will withstand a bullet. On my arm, underneath the armor, are tally marks counting down the days I have left until I die. I am caught between ruining the life of the one I love and death. My name is Silas Colt, and this is my side of this story.

Series so far:

Pilot: Count to Ten and This Will All be Over: A Part B Part 

Episode two: One to Three A Part B Part

Episode three: For Five and Six A Part

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