Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-13488655-20161201200840

Flint wanted to tell his auntie what was wrong. But he didn't want to risk having to put aside his life as a midnight hero. The Midnight Hare was the only way he could feel like he could overcome any weakness. The circus was his home but it was on those rooftops with a mask on his face and a rifle in his hands that always made him feel alive, like he was worth something.