KillJoy-DareDevil

A small boy stood by the window of the room, he looked out at the world beyond the bars, beyond the dead laughter of the old men behind him. He watched as a bird sat on a branch and for a moment it seemed to look down on him in pity before flying away. How the boy would love to catch that bird… The boy followed the same routine every day, he slept, ate, watched the window, ate, slept. It was an uneventful life but the boy knew little different… …Then she came… She was stunning, her red hair falling in long curls over her back a strand always straying to cover her perfect blue eyes, her pale flawless skin, her den