Thread:YingHe/@comment-36159587-20190710004720/@comment-36159587-20190712005710

Benigno, stupid as it may have seemed, took a look back. By now, the other was but a figure, but he could make out the details still.

The other was like a living shadow. He could see a tight black cloak swirling around their shoulders, fading into the sky as if fog--as if they were merely an illusion themselves. But, there was a glint of silver, perhaps off of their mask. Their eyes seemed to be watching through the red orbs.

The Fourth looked away, and continued running.