The King in Red

by Ava Hall

I was in a magic palace trapped by a magic octopus man. He could probably extend his tentacles, or maybe he could fly. I really had no idea what to expect anymore.

“Loneliness is a feeling unlike any other,” he said after a moment. “It’s like an amplifier. It makes the bad things worse. It drives you to the end of your wits and kills anything hopeful inside of you…”