Post by August Hoult on Sept 19, 2015 21:11:24 GMT -5
August has lived long enough without a mark on his white skin, he decided now was a time for change. He smiled as he strode into the parlor and looked at the art on the wall. He was trying to decide between a cross on his pectorals or realistic angel wings down his back. While he watched the artist draw up his ideas he decided for both. He would get angel wings down his back and shoulders and a giant black cross on his left pectoral. He sat in the waiting room for the artist to finish and imagined if it would hurt him. He had a very high pain tolerance. He was most excited for his friends reactions.
