Deep within the web of pavement and steel, a young boy and girl scurried past an old man, his outdated mechanical limbs shaking and twitching like an addict without a fix. He scowled at the hoodlums, scratching the hole in his face where his nose used to be, sold long ago as a cheap replacement part for someone slightly richer than he was.
-Jaron Lee Knuth
Select a background
More quotes by Jaron Lee Knuth
Popular Authors
A curated listing of popular authors.