"Would he ever come back? He wondered. The water filled his ears with its own rush, and he was comforted by the realization that, in fact, he never lef...
And I have wondered often, was I master in my soul, or did I become the slave of my own blade?
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
And I have wondered often, was I master in my soul, or did I become the slave of my own blade?
