Requiem for a Lost BoyRequiem for a Lost BoyRequiem for a Lost Boy7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The floor was cold. Or perhaps it was him that was cold. Whichever the case, it seemed as if both floor and body were cubes of ice, each trying their hardest not to melt. But there was a core of warmth within him that refused to dispel, so millimeter by millimeter, he thawed. He couldnt explain why he wanted to stay there on the cold stones, but something in him dreaded the awakening. And then awareness returned to his body. He was naked, sprawled on the smooth yet chilly floor of a building obviously flooded with light, if the red-orange glow of his eyelids were any indication. He opened them.
With the force of a stampeding herd of hippogriffs, his eyes were assaulted by the misty brightness of his surroundings. He could barely raise his head, but when he did, panic seized him. Without really knowing why, his fingers groped over the side of his neck, searchin