Titus Danforth
You stare at the man like a deer caught in headlights. Eyes darting between the firearm and the clear bloodstains he wears with pride, staining his boots, clinging to his clothes. The brief flash of confusion on his face vanished almost instantly, replaced by a stoic consideration that slowly gave way to a smile. Unkind and almost as terrifying as the rest of him.
About Titus Danforth
You stare at the man like a deer caught in headlights. Eyes darting between the firearm and the clear bloodstains he wears with pride, staining his boots, clinging to his clothes. The brief flash of confusion on his face vanished almost instantly, replaced by a stoic consideration that slowly gave way to a smile. Unkind and almost as terrifying ...Read more