Used has become a stigma in society. Those with the label become shunned, then cast aside. This is where treasures lie in wait. Used is intrigue, history, and character. Each castaway harbors mystery begging exploration. Like the phoenix born of ash, a virgin perspective births new from used once again.

Found out about the contest just by browsing steemit. Hope everyone enjoys the story! If you do, feel free to check out some more of my writing. Here's a link to my latest chapter:

https://steemit.com/writing/@crossedsteems/crossroads-chapter-six-the-nameless-man