Literature
Feathers for Falkner- chapter 57
~Silver~
I could hardly contain myself anymore.
This utterly dire, intoxicating and so beautiful feeling inside my chest
I just couldn't handle it. Call me a hopeless romantic I didn't care, call me a freak, so what? Call me gay, faggot, homo, whatever word you wanted to use, I simply basked in the glory of it all, knowing that this was by far the happiest I had ever been in my solemn young life. Years of abuse had not broken me, but made me stronger in a sense, and whilst I had escaped at only eleven and gotten to Johto, life had never been exactly easy. I suffered my fair share and a lifetime more of hate and anger and nights upon n