Ravenous Stories

A glance from the stranger opposite catches your sleepy eyes, breaking you from your private and most intimate thoughts. The glance alone is sufficient for you to look away, catching your faint reflection in the rain-swept window of the tram. Beyond the streak of neon lights set against the dark night sky, you can’t hide your smile, as your fingers lightly brush against your neck, dancing across the blushed abrasions upon...