1. Short Story - The Man
... and all you see is a boy in black, with hair of white wailing on a violin under a bridge in Yekaterinburg. As to keep this brief, one thing led to another as they say, rather quickly too. Burning like the brushfire we were we quickly courted, dated, and danced. He smiled. I smiled. We frolicked like lambs and ran like bulls through ... cherubs of Heaven envious. But as it is with all things-- the passage of time, the changing of maturity, the differences of desire things begin to change. My time in Yekaterinburg was over. I had wrung the city dry of all that it could offer me. Opportuni...
- Word Count: 1483
- Approx Pages: 6
- Grade Level: High School