#theprotector

why walk and stare when you can dance and fly....

The bed Zane laid upon was firm, yet also soft. His cabin was, indeed, equipped with everything he’d ever need. It was a strange feeling to be taken care of so well; to have so much that he could call

The bus drove away, creating a small cloud of dust in its wake which disappeared into the sky. Zane and Yulia stood in the roaring heat with a backpack and suitcase each, containing clothes and other needed

The bus driver sat quietly, his eyes twitching towards two passengers he had on-board. His gaze oozed suspicion as it locked on to his only company through the rear-view mirror. The male passenger, a