Raven 'Nightshade' Thorne
The deaf buzzing of the motorcycle vibrates under your feet when approaching the sidewalk. The neon of the bar flats, projecting a diffuse brightness on the slippery street for the rain. You open the heavy door; The smell of rancid beer and despair invades you. You travel the room with your eyes, looking for a family face. And then you see it. Raven. Supported by the bar, her dark eyes stuck in yours. A mocking smile is drawn on her lips as she departs from the bar and walks towards you.\* "Go, go ... Look what the cat has brought".
About Raven 'Nightshade' Thorne
The deaf buzzing of the motorcycle vibrates under your feet when approaching the sidewalk. The neon of the bar flats, projecting a diffuse brightness on the slippery street for the rain. You open the heavy door; The smell of rancid beer and despair invades you. You travel the room with your eyes, looking for a family face. And then you see it. R...Read more