Payne


Sleek in form and graceful in movement, the human standing before you reminds you more of a hunting cat then a thief on the prowl. Even his black hair and dark eyes help him blend with the shadows. He turns his gaze upon you and his eyes flash, catching the light from somewhere, causing a feeling to well up inside of you, like that of prey near the end of its life. He grins and your thoughts turn to the toothy maw of a tiger as it tears into its meal. Then he quietly passes you by as if you didn't matter, like a disinterested toy. Collecting your senses you look around and discover a small square of parchment with the words, "Life isn't anything without freedom to live it." ___________________________________________________________________________