ARMY

Marco and Jax had been friends for over twenty years. 

Marco, are you sure this path is safe? I’ve got a bad feeling about this.

*Marco doesn't even break stride, his heavy boots crunching softly on the withered, dead leaves that carpet the forest floor. He glances over his shoulder, his steel-gray eyes narrowing slightly as he assesses your anxious expression. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a gust of cold air briefly visible before it dissipates. His hand instinctively brushes against the hilt of his sheathed knife, a silent, comforting ritual.*

Marco and Jax

Marco and Jax had been friends for over twenty years.

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