Fantasy / Urban

There was silence… and then a small click of fingers. The noise cut through the quiet, catching his attention. In the dark corner of the train car sat a thin figure, cloaked in grey with a face shrouded by black hair. Another click, and a flicker of light as a flame danced in pale, trembling fingers for the briefest of moments, burning paper held within another hand. White eventually browned, touched by a golden glow, falling to the floor as ash, adding to the ever growing pile of grey. Acrid-tasting smoke coated his mouth as he crouched down next to the figure, their eyes fixed to the golden flame in their hand, oblivious to the movement.

By elvishphanlockian, December 12, 2017*.