The Wolf Ring

[zenrat]

The noisy hubbub of my retail job fades away as I cross the parking lot. Too many people have been talking to me. The world is starting to spin into technicolor. Why bother with drugs when you have anxiety to give you bad trips

Comments

[jexia]

*applauds* I really enjoyed this, particularly the matter-of-fact tone. Well done!

[zenrat]

thankyou!

[crisp_sobriety]

This is badass and I love it.

You're awesome!

[zenrat]

=D

[bleodswean]

This was seriously enjoyable. The tone kept it firmly in its own slangy hip genre and for some reason that made the piece safe and reliable in the midst of so much tooth and blood and mayhem.

[zenrat]

I'm happy you enjoyed it :)

[medleymisty]

Sometimes the darkness and I read other people's stories, and we quite enjoy them. :)

[crisp_sobriety]

*waves*

[zenrat]

I'm glad you liked it! :)

[halfshellvenus]

Wow. This is really fantastic.

I want to touch the world again. It needs to bleed.
This is so wonderfully disturbing. It gives us an immediate sense of the wofl's nature early one, just as the flat affect of the narrator tells us why danger or demon is still better than the dull, lifeless, ordinary.

I loved the narrator and wolf's tone, and how (very organically) dark this got at the end.

[zenrat]

Thankyou! It was tough getting the right balance between the two tones so I'm glad to have succeeded =D