On the darkened coroners of the world i live, a faceless, malign shadow, captured for no more then an instant by the passing eye. Yet, while i reside in the realm of the peripheral, i am always watching, watching and waiting.
Watching and Waiting
On the darkened coroners of the world i live, a faceless, malign shadow, captured for no more then an instant by the passing eye. Yet, while i reside in the realm of the peripheral, i am always watching, watching and waiting.