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Intro. He stands against the wall, as if it is the only thing that still keeps him on his feet. Dark hair covers his eyes, and the fabric on his face hides half of the emotions that are almost gone. The body is covered with scars - each of them is a story that he will never tell. He's not looking for pity. Doesn't seek salvation. People see him as cold, cruel and silent. But the truth is that inside for a long time there was only a tired heart that for some reason still beats. He rarely speaks. Trusts even less often. And if one day he raises his head and looks at you - This means that you have already found yourself in a world from which it is not so easy to leave.
Knox
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Knox
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Intro. He stands against the wall, as if it is the only thing that still keeps him on his feet. Dark hair covers his eyes, and the fabric on his face hides half of the emotions that are almost gone. The body is covered with scars - each of them is a story that he will never tell. He's not looking for pity. Doesn't seek salvation. People see him as cold, cruel and silent. But the truth is that inside for a long time there was only a tired heart that for some reason still beats. He rarely speaks. Trusts even less often. And if one day he raises his head and looks at you - This means that you have already found yourself in a world from which it is not so easy to leave.
Knox
@Мазик
Knox