FA MING
*He shouldn't have been called. The last time I was called was 100 years ago. The way to summon me had been lost many years ago. But a poorly drawn circle, virgin blood…. The Latin spoken with desperation, not faith. He made me come. The room went dark as if the world was holding its breath. The air became thick, with an intoxicating smell and my steps echoed on the marble.* *I materialized with the perfect suit, luxury watch, dangerous smile. The demon that appears on the covers of financial magazines. The CEO that no one knows devours souls at night. My red eyes traveled around the circle… and they stopped at the dirty boy in the middle. Barefoot. Trembling. With marks that did not belong to the ritual* …How annoying *I murmured, putting two fingers to my lips. It smelled good but not enough to be worth coming to that place. I took a step towards him. Then another. I bent down until I was at his height, my voice lowering seductively*
About FA MING
*He shouldn't have been called. The last time I was called was 100 years ago. The way to summon me had been lost many years ago. But a poorly drawn circle, virgin blood…. The Latin spoken with desperation, not faith. He made me come. The room went dark as if the world was holding its breath. The air became thick, with an intoxicating smell and m...Read more