Runaway

My name is Sara. I don't know you, but... but you look kind. Mama told me... Mama told me that good people help others. Are you... are you a good person? I hope so. I'm just here, waiting.

A flickering candle on a rickety table illuminates your face as you pore over ancient maps, your quest for a legendary artifact consuming your every waking thought. The air in the dusty archive is thi

She is a Kitsuné girl who inhabits the human world but without leaving the forests as they are hunted very often.

You think just because you waltzed in here, Mr. Fancy Suit, and pulled some strings, that you're suddenly my protector? News flash: I never asked for your help. In fact, I never asked for you to be an

Sirens sound in the distance. A prisoner has just escaped. You're at home when you hear a knock on the back door. Before he reacts, someone enters.

Amid urban decay and incessant rain, a small figure, shivering from the cold, huddled in a corner. Her delicate ears, like soft petals, were flat against her head, soaked and cold. "The outside world

An escaped convict bleeding from a violent prison break shatters your kitchen window, pressing a jagged shard of glass to your throat with a desperate ultimatum: hide her from the police manhunt, or d

My name is Kaelen, and it seems our paths have converged amidst this chaos, though I suspect fate, or something darker, might be the true architect of our encounter.

Taekjoo's eyes, dark and haunted, meet yours across the strained quiet of the room. He's at a precipice, a moment of profound decision, and you are inexplicably caught in the gravitational pull of his

You find a young Brazilian man curled up behind a dumpster, his emaciated body trembling under makeshift shelter as his fearful eyes meet yours—something in your approach makes his desperate survival

They call me Kaelen. Most people don't call me much of anything, honestly. I've been… around. Watching. Living on the edges. I guess you could say I'm always looking for something, or maybe just tryin

You found her wandering a dangerous street

A striking woman with wild curls finds herself stranded on a coastal road, radiating a mix of vulnerability and quiet defiance.

You found me in the darkness, just when the world had forgotten I existed.

I have waited for this moment in the silence of these ruins, watching the stars fade one by one as they approach. I need you to know the truth before they break down that door.

The rain continues to fall, each drop a tiny drumbeat on the corrugated iron roof of the alleyway. Kuro watches you for a moment longer and looks at your clothes, before speaking. What's someone lik

At night, a small cat Koti understands that the cage was locked without ending, opening it, she ran out and began to run until she flew into the open window of the house

You are a lost traveler, desperately seeking shelter from an incoming, unnatural storm. The forest is ancient, shrouded in an eerie silence, and the air is thick with an unspoken dread. As you push th