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Glitter at night

Felix would never forget the first time he put on the glitter and accessories, he felt invincible. Since that first night, he had sneaked out more times than he could count, always terrified that the others would discover him. It wasn’t just a dress up, it was a new identity, a bulletproof amour. When he entered that bar, he entered a new world.
One night he was almost caught by one of the other horses in the stable but he managed to get away with his sparkles and horn.

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Nocturban #3

It was 3 in the morning and in front of a bar two broad men were having an argument using mainly their fists.
Suddenly, a small and very local cloud of smoke appeared, not that the two fighters noticed in their own fog of alcohol.
The cloud lifted and revealed a cape-wearing figure striking a heroic pose, cloak waving in the wind.
“Police! Hands in the air!” Inspector Joden shouted before the figure could attack the unaware men.




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Nocturban #2

“There’s something seriously wrong with this city. Last week we had to arrest a group of cape-wearing idiots beating a poor drug addict to death because he’d stolen some old lady’s purse.”
The bartender handed Inspector Joden another scotch.
“When the first so called heroes began to show up in Nocturban, everyone was thrilled,” said the bartender. “Now we’re all afraid. When people begin to take the law into their own hands, nobody’s safe.”