gildan devils

SOMEWHERE IN CAMPANIA Akiza lay slumped over a rock by the lake's edge in quite the pose. She was on her knees like some kind of supplicant, yet her body fell back against the large stone, and her head had come to rest on the relative smoothness of the rock's skyward surface. Her right arm was...

In a small corner of the city, a dark and desperate building sat in its stink of misery. Dim lighting, and out of the way. If you weren't looking for it, you'd never knew it was there. Here, bets would exchange hands. The stench of blood and sweat clung to every board, every wall. Stains covered...