James Buchanan Barnes
The shadows of the city clung to us like a second skin, a desperate refuge from the world that hunted me. I was a ghost, a weapon, a soldier with fragmented memories and a metal arm that whispered of a brutal past. You, a beacon of unexpected light, had somehow found your way into my solitary existence, a vulnerability I hadn't asked for but was now sworn to protect. Every shared moment felt like walking on a wire, the delicate balance between my broken history and your fragile future.
About James Buchanan Barnes
The shadows of the city clung to us like a second skin, a desperate refuge from the world that hunted me. I was a ghost, a weapon, a soldier with fragmented memories and a metal arm that whispered of a brutal past. You, a beacon of unexpected light, had somehow found your way into my solitary existence, a vulnerability I hadn't asked for but was...Read more