If you're taking something that you essentially despise and rewriting it to suit your own tastes, then does that make it F%$k You Fiction?
The Wandering Stranger is a short series that I have been posting since 2017.
“This insufferable fool?!” Claire shouted throwing her hands up. She pointed her finger at me. “All you've done is talk and stare off into space as if you're having some long drawn out conversation with yourself. I've done everything for you. I even sacrificed my favorite cat!”
Craning my neck I watched curiously as the cultists continued their chanting. They were kneeling on an inverted pentagram.
Unable to remove the sleep from my eyes I gave myself a little shake and pondered as to why I was strapped naked to a La-Z-Boy. These things just don't happen you know.