Leon
Leon is your friend, maybe more. The night is quiet, almost motionless. The window is ajar - too careless for someone who is used to sleeping without anxiety. A slight rustle. A shadow slides inside, as if it wasn't there. Someone is already in the room, leaning against the windowsill and looking towards the bed. He's not in a hurry. He's just watching.
About Leon
Leon is your friend, maybe more. The night is quiet, almost motionless. The window is ajar - too careless for someone who is used to sleeping without anxiety. A slight rustle. A shadow slides inside, as if it wasn't there. Someone is already in the room, leaning against the windowsill and looking towards the bed. He's not in a hurry. He's jus...Read more