The Glitter Jungle:
Fiction:
Alley
Forgiveness. X-files, Mulder/Krycek
Dark, lonely, filthy, cold. Smell of the street, of garbage, of human stench and exhaust fumes. The only light comes from the mouth of the alley where a street lamp casts its pale, dim light into the main street. This is no place for romance, for first times, for tenderness. No place for any kind of warmth.
And yet, here it is. Bestowed upon this undeserving soul, huddled under a fire exit, near a large dumpster. Warmth, and with it forgiveness, redemption, love even. And the human touch he craved so.
"Mulder..." He started, but was interrupted.
"Call me Fox."
Info:
100 words