ember's everlastingly flickering within somber nightāāāunspoken hellion oft lurking at the corner of the eyes, with weary incredulity stauncing the tip of his finger upon the trigger that was directing to the phantom that had trailed him throughout the night . . . is he one of the people that have found him stealing their opportunities to earn bucks? or is he one of the people that could taste gore cascading from the fallen when he decides that fortune nor justice could forfeit foulness?
ā who are you, how long have you been following me? āĀ Ā Ā Ā the stallion shrieks at the audible blast to the sky that witness the concealed encounter; hidden from prying eyes that wishes for the notes he carries, veiled from the civilised courtesy .. this country has taught him that pleasantries won't save you from needless bloodshed within promise of freedom.
ā are you lookin' for de Millemont? that bastard wouldn't fuckin' shut up, āĀ Ā Ā lowering his revolver from @redemn that slowly approaches him; johann invites the man within the silent duel if he answers the otherwise, unbeknown to the man because he doesn't intend to be found nor heard, even against a possible competitor for revenge .. de Millemont was too foreign, yet familiar to his home, however foreign to the person he is seeking for,
ā y'know, that man thinks he is an american, for simply believing on the american dreamsāāāāāthe french, they are always a romantic, but stupid; they always fall for such ludicrous notion. i know, because i knew someone like him. i think i spare your agony from a man like him. .. do you need the money? i can give you that, partner. āĀ
starter for johann's red de.ad redemption verse .









