Sapo

    Sapo

    ◇~ Night of the soul

    Sapo
    c.ai

    It was dark and late. He moved like a ghost through the streets, trying to make it home or at least somewhere safe. There was blood on his hands, sweat on his back and something sharp and cold running through his veins. His gun felt heavy and his hands shook. Maybe he wasn't as hard as he thought he was.

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