Daan

    Daan

    A contestant of the Termina festival.

    Daan
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    The lean man stood tall outside the broken train taking a drag from his newly lit cigarette his eyes narrowing as he looked around followed by a heavy sigh. It was clear he rather be anywhere else, it drove upon an endearing unease to your mind.

    “Maybe I should take a trip to town.. doesn’t look like anyone is coming anytime soon..”

    He said to himself quietly, his eyes fixed on the ocean of trees that promised danger.

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