#vogliia

[selkiin]

vogliia 

      Young men were always most taken with her -- they didn’t know       any better, of course. This one had been staring at her across the       café for quite some time. Rive paid him no mind for the most part,       except for a few quick glances across when she was sure he was       looking at her. She wondered if he would come to say hello... 

[calculatedfatearchive-blog1]

(  cue the empty yet pleasant smile. they’re stalling for a job.  )

‘  hi.

[sobreviviir-blog]

:: vogliia

FIRE. it had spread so quickly, burning through the near emptiness of his tiny apartment. he’d been rushed away from the dying remains of his charred single room living space, screaming -- viciously, blood curdlingly. and yet, he wasn’t in pain; his clothes had been singed, and his olive skin was untouched. and now, he was silent.

he sat without movement in the small room, alone in the midst of sterile hospital walls. he wouldn’t move, for fear of the fire coming back, for fear of it HARMING someone. he wasn’t a monster, he wasn’t anything more than some nameless creature of the night that made his money selling his body out to stranger’s lust.

the door opened, and he tensed, brown eyes blown wide, hands shoved into his pockets. he didn’t speak.