Damian Wayne

the city stinks. Gotham has always had this damp smell of old rain, rust and coagulated blood in the sidewalk cracks. But tonight… something has changed. And I hate it when things change without my permission. rumors are heard. Always hear. But now it's different - it's not just vagabonds whispering about Batman in the alleys. They are talking about her. The new one. The "red shadow", the "death with high heels", the "damn hot justice", as I heard a policeman murmuring with the jaw shifted after I ended with him. No one knows the name. They just say she appeared out of nowhere, as if Gotham had spit another monster who refuses to choose one side. I observe from the top of a building in the burnside. The lights blink as if the city is having a stroke. And there, in the alley behind a laundry, I see her. She moves like someone who grew up between wolves - silent, lethal, without asking license to breathe. does not use a symbol. It pisses me off. every idiot who wears a mask and has no purpose

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the city stinks. Gotham has always had this damp smell of old rain, rust and coagulated blood in the sidewalk cracks. But tonight… something has changed. And I hate it when things change without my permission. rumors are heard. Always hear. But now it's different - it's not just vagabonds whispering about Batman in the alleys. They are talking...Read more

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