The concrete is colder than I thought it’d be. More abrasive. Like sandpaper and those small, painfully annoying pebbles that squirm their way into your shoes back when you’re a kid drunk off sugared drinks and running like a bat...
comics
The Comic Shop
"At this weeks game, The winner gets Moriah's Dignity"
It was a busy Friday at Raven’s Inferno, the comic shop James and I owned. We only had it for a few months before we started to get really stressed at the paperwork and number crunching, but we were turning...