The Loner, Chapter 1
'Stand, even if you only stand alone.' The fox stared at the words plastered across the poster: a faded, partially ripped paper rectangle as wide as a doorway, and stretching up so that the fox needed to tilt his head upwards to see the full thing....
Short Story I
**Glue in the eyes, bleach in the guts, and a moist copper tang at the back of the throat. ** The fox couldn't find any other way to describe how he felt at three in the morning with nothing for breakfast except two shots of gin and someone else's...