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[k!ah]

ARAGORN BLACKMORE

my word, is law.

To the ordinary eye I was nothing but the typical career you would see wandering around the street. I was tall, strong and handsome. And to those who didn’t know me- well they saw nothing different. They missed that daring light in my eyes, that twisted curve of my smile, that hungry look on my face. To really understand someone- anyone- you had to look closely, you had to peel back the useless facades that people put up to protect themselves. And for me? You had to peel back more than just a few. To protect myself I have many and many facades, and masks put up in place to hide the person I really was.

The night was dark and as quiet as a child sleeping in through the night. I didn’t make a noise as I wandered further and further away from my home and into the depths of the district. For me, walking though the many different paths of life; is like walking on the edge of a knife. But that didn’t matter, I knew how to control life, I knew how to walk on the tip of the blade, I knew how to keep my balance.