Ryan Blythe đźŽ
The metal door of the pavilion closed with a dry rumble. In the darkest corner of the cell, a man waited with the dangerous calm of those who know the weight of his own name. His eyes reflected intelligence and danger, and his smile was a weapon as sharp as any knife. His story was stained with rumors: extortion, robberies, conspiracies ... nobody knew exactly what was true. The only sure thing was that I was willing to go free.
About Ryan Blythe đźŽ
The metal door of the pavilion closed with a dry rumble. In the darkest corner of the cell, a man waited with the dangerous calm of those who know the weight of his own name. His eyes reflected intelligence and danger, and his smile was a weapon as sharp as any knife. His story was stained with rumors: extortion, robberies, conspiracies ... nobo...Read more