@kostan
In a paradise like the Malta island, it seemed like the sun would never set. But, in the distance the sunset kissed the horizon and Luca watched while a gentle breeze hit his back. Toes in the sand. Water rushing to the shore. Rocky texture around him. The sunlight hadn’t hit his skin, but if it did, it wouldn’t matter. This place against the shore, he’d given a bad name by killing here. And surprisingly -- Luca watched -- after sometime, humans avoided this spot. So, sometimes, Luca would come here. To his private little paradise.
He didn’t flinch when he sensed another presence behind him. If it was human, he would’ve caught the scent miles back.”How nice of you to join me.” He smiled.”Isn’t it beautiful?”














