All Hail The Beast
November 7, 2013 by Bald Punk
Filed under Fiction, Secrets of NYC, Stories
(“Cold” by Joe) Dawn is the time for demonic creatures to crawl back into the shadows. And as that first dawn came after my soul had been stained by the demonic blood of both Black Sullivan and Toren the Bloody, for me, it was a time to die… At the instant the new sun […]