Literature
Le Chat Noir
It's a splendid night. A night I know I will remember forever, a night which I have longed for for over a year. I've dreamed of this night so many times, and in my heart of hearts I know that tonight will be better than even the most wonderful of those midnight fantasies. Tonight, Train is mine. Tonight, Chronos does not exist. All there will be is he and I, as strays, if you will, lost amongst the city lights.
Tonight, Train and I have a date.
It was a quiet moment when I asked him. Something between solemn and awkward. We stood together, side by side, but I could tell he was miles away. Who knows what mysteries lie behind the Black Cat's