"Your soul is drenched black with the blood of your victims, my dear, and that is why you can't see it. When you die, that heavy blood filled essence w...
Two men. I had just killed two men. A killing machine, I hadn't even hesitated. Fear and rage settled deep in my chest, forming a layer of ice around my heart.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
Two men. I had just killed two men. A killing machine, I hadn't even hesitated. Fear and rage settle...
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