Nov 2, 2013
It was quiet. And it was dark.Â
The telepath was so, so alone.
But her friends were gone, her family long since moved on. Everyone had left her, and now she truly understood what loneliness was. Even with the voices of New York City around her, Iris didn't feel any better. Those people didn't know her, they didn't care; as far as they were concerned, she didn't even exist.
So for another night, the telepath sat alone. Hoping for something that would never come. Something as simple as a friend.
