The Boy and His Ribbon by Pepper Winters: I can honestly say Ren is my favourite word. I love every history attached to it. I love every pain lashed to it. I love the boy it belongs to. Even as a boy, he was beautiful. Too beautiful to carry the depth of suspicion and guarded-ness he never fully shed. Too beautiful to be responsible for the wake of misdeeds left in his path. Too beautiful to be normal.