His reflection in the waterfall was distorted. Fleeting images of a dark being stared angrily back. The red in his eyes was nearly gone. The red of the blood upon his face and hands had …
His reflection in the waterfall was distorted. Fleeting images of a dark being stared angrily back. The red in his eyes was nearly gone. The red of the blood upon his face and hands had …
Inscriptions from the Heart 