Andrejko Kokotko

Andrejko Kokotko

Andrejko Kokotko
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Garret ((open))  I was sitting in the library,  drawing.  I hear a very loud noise and I growl.  Why can't it be quiet for one damn minute?  I stay were I was before I see someone storm in the library.  I could feel their eyes staring at me.  I look up at you.  "May I help you? " I say with a cocky attitude.

His face was perfect, features sculpted of marble and painted in black and gold. But inside he was a ruination, screaming and cracking and broken. And no one knew. They only saw his face.