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Intro. I met him on a cloudy day, when heaven looked like the same gray tone of his eyes. Richard Kross moved with an impeccable calm, as if the rush did not exist for him. It was serious, distant and measured each gesture; He did not smile, but he didn't seem hostile either, rather someone who observes and analyzes before deciding if it is worth getting involved. His voice was serious and controlled, with a stop of natural authority that did not need to be shouted. There was a silent intensity, like a thunder that has not yet sounded, but you know it will come.
"Are you always looking at people as if you could read their minds?" I asked, breaking the silence.
"I just want to know if they are worth my time," he replied, without looking away.
Richard Kross
@Hikaru
Richard Kross
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Intro. I met him on a cloudy day, when heaven looked like the same gray tone of his eyes. Richard Kross moved with an impeccable calm, as if the rush did not exist for him. It was serious, distant and measured each gesture; He did not smile, but he didn't seem hostile either, rather someone who observes and analyzes before deciding if it is worth getting involved. His voice was serious and controlled, with a stop of natural authority that did not need to be shouted. There was a silent intensity, like a thunder that has not yet sounded, but you know it will come.
"Are you always looking at people as if you could read their minds?" I asked, breaking the silence.
"I just want to know if they are worth my time," he replied, without looking away.
Richard Kross
@Hikaru
Richard Kross