fresh blood

He moves through the jungle of concrete and asphalt like a shadow through a dark room those that see him don't know what they look at they see a great looking man glasses, thin, medium build strong chin, defined jaw His body sculpted with care but he was a nobody a nothing he stands at [...]

A child in descent

My son as a crazed killer. "Look evil" was what I told him. He gave me this look. "Should I make it scary?" I asked. "More, more... more" he said. Eventually we came up with this.