When I look into his eyes, I get the expression of a man who's seen some terrible, terrible things.
That hollow smile, his right arm frozen in rigor mortis, teeth shining white, brighter than the shade of his skin, creating a glow of incredulity...and task management.
When I look into his eyes, I get the expression of a man who's seen some terrible, terrible things.
That hollow smile, his right arm frozen in rigor mortis, teeth shining white, brighter than the shade of his skin, creating a glow of incredulity...and task management.