BH, Asylum | |
man red sash | |
An emaciated man in a soldier's uniform huddles in the corner, giggling | |
The skin of his face is pale and drawn into a maniacal grin. Drool trickles down his lower lip and has soaked a sizable spot in a wool uniform. His body is wasting away and this poor fellow could probably put up little fight to defend himself. The crazed red sash is in an excellent condition. | |
by Qalcool , 08.12.2001 14:01 MSK |