We are high society.
We clean problems, polish conflicts, and make all the hurt go away.
We are in an elaborate game, biding with lives and playing with shiny silver weapons.
There are many of us, maybe even too many to count. Some of us don't want to be counted.
We hide from the things we are not afraid of. Instead, we are fear.
We are shadows in a dark alley and tinted sunglasses that hide emotions.
We are enigma.
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Enigma
ActionWe are mystery. We are not cruel, but we are polite. We will be over. But we will not be forgotten. E N I G M A
