Black Testament
Mars on Earth I Rain drops, the city lights drowned in the melancholy of the night. Walking down the busy streets, black cloak and a briefcase in hand. His cigarette was soaked and pointless, “nothing like a night without a light,” he thought to himself. A windy night; the wind carried away his hat, leaving his grey hair to soak. Turning the corner, the roads were clear and the…
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