It was the third night in a row that he had come here, but he still wasn't sure why.

Was if fascination? Affection? Mere curiosity? He had no idea.

( You are now mine. )

I hate you.

Those words still resounded so deeply in his head, incessantly echoing. Digging his fingers through his wet hair, his scoff resounded in the darkness.
( You had to kick the hornet's nest, and leave the rest of us to deal with it... )

This is still 'drabble' for now since I have no idea where this is going. Then again all my fanfics start off that way lol. A little explanation to the title. The Knight I'm referring to is the ones found in chess, whereby its movement is restricted to an L shape in any given direction across the board. The Knight represents a King's armoured ( Read more... )