|The Masked|
  • Leituras 13
  • Votos 1
  • Capítulos 2
  • Tempo 9m
  • Leituras 13
  • Votos 1
  • Capítulos 2
  • Tempo 9m
Em andamento, Primeira publicação em nov 23, 2019
Maduro
The mask was frail in his hands, similar to his skin. His shallow breaths was the only thing to be heard in the midst of a tense silence. A cold tail wrapped around his arm, restricting its movement and leaving a reddish purple mark.

"So... Do we have a deal, Ben?" She whispered menacingly, Ben stared into her blank, red eyes that bore into his soul.


"Yes."
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