TWIN ALPHA'S LUNA
door, my feet padding against the earth as I make a beeline for the road. I have my passport in my back pocket, and some cash that could last me a few days. Taking a sharp corner the road turns narrow as the asphalt slowly piles up into muddy ground. I know I always ran from anywhere I called home for years, but it’s for the best. The train station comes into view as clatters of people moving around fills my ears, the loud buzz of the train as I head down the stairs to the counter. I hate this. I shouldn't have gone to that club, I should never have listened to Jesse. “Where to miss?” the fair skinned lady behind the counters asks, her eyes piercing my skin. Most likely my neck as I look li
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