Soulbonds mean a slow, lingering death for those who carry them--and Guiro's soulbond is nearly at an end. But if he dies near other people, the soulbond will jump to them.
And so, at the end of a long, cobbled alleyway, Guiro lingers over his very last approach to the door of the place he used to call home. Just for a few more minutes, he needs to pretend he belongs.
A touching story about the power of found families, and why real love means never having to keep secrets.
1500 words / Fantasy
Welcome to Inklets, a series of short (and sometimes short-short) stories ranging from sci-fi to fantasy to lingering just on the edge of normal. One thing's for sure: you won't look at the world the same way again.