Blood Red Rose
Three long hours she waited for him here in this dingy little bar. She hated this city and this cesspool just happened to be in the worst part of it. Looking around the room she saw people drinking. Drinking to forget, drinking to feel strong or beautiful or just drinking to be so drunk that they reach that point where nothing but the buzzing in their head is all they hear. She felt sorry for them. She looked around at the walls with it faded pictures of past glories and past stars that once...