Zagine
There was a boy who lived on the streets, he did what he had to get by. He was in his teens, working with a group. He was more the lacky and hated it, he was abused often, especially if he didn’t succeed. The leader of their thieves group would beat him, paranoid that everyone was cheating him. He beat most of his underlings, the boy hated it. He spent his life trying to survive, he didn’t have friends. He learn quick it was kill or be killed, everyone he tried to friend, tried to kill him. He didn’t do … Continue reading Zagine