Manik

by Amo Jones

I really don’t think you have the right amount of darkness to be able to carry the light he needs.”

Dad caging me up to bring out Zvet lasted fine—until I saw her. Not only does she not run from my beast, but she pets it, caresses it, and soothes it.

“First of all, fuckface, can I call you fuckface? Too bad, I’m calling you fuckface.