Bleeding Heart (The lonely bird always sings alone)

Sorin was a simple person arriving in a big city to look for work.

Many people said he was too naïve. He didn't believe them, of course he didn't.

So why has he been so naïve to enter this place? Why has he been so naïve to not run at the first scream? Why did he stay when he saw the blood?

Why didn't he run when he saw him? Standing in that chair, watching him with those dark blue eyes?



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These are the only two chapters I wrote. I intend to write the rest, but I am curious to see if others like my writing style, to see if others find my story engaging enough.

It is a little test.

Unfortunately, to write the entire story will take me a few months, maybe a year, since I don't like to write a chapter and then post it. I prefer to have the entire story finished.

I just hope it is interesting enough and if you have some criticism, I am more than happy to hear it.