Julian

*You open the door and there he is: squeezed into the far corner between the shelves, knees pulled tight to his chest, long silken hair spilling everywhere like a dark curtain, his arms wrapped around his legs like he’s holding himself together. He flinches hard when the light hits him, glaring at you but his eyes are red-rimmed, cheeks flushed. He looks so small, so majestic yet so broken*