EJ hated the rain, just as much as a clear night sky… for very different reasons. He sighed as he shook out the hoodie, water droplets twinkling stars. Whenever it rained, he could feel his entire body ache and stiffen. His movements would slow, his hobbling limp even worse. But his mind would still, calm…
4. Of Broken Things, Cripple Things and Spells That Don’t Work
EJ was glaring at them from behind the counter. Squid held his arm and let her other hand hover above the inside elbow. He was a fragile human – barely surviving after he took a tumble off a building’s roof. Screws, plates, pins and rods were the only thing keep him together. [Unlike Humpty Dumpty.…