Umbra

He'd cornered Merc at the back of the alley, her eyes going wide, first brown, then blue, then hazel. He could hear stray dogs fighting in the distance. One yelped, making the dirty little girl jump right out of her skin. Dropping to one knee, as if he were proposing, he'd fingered her hair-blond... red... gray... black-fascinated by the kaleidoscope effect of the changes that sped up along with her breath. In the Fringes, where the undesirables of human society co-exist with changelings and fey