[ dragonzi ]

There is beauty in everything that is death and decay

unusdux

In his lifetime. Zitao has seen many things. Dragons, spirits, phoenixes, vampires, werewolves, witches, wizards and the like. But never, ever, has he seen such a peculiar thing. Eyes wide with interest and slight fascination, his thoughts turn morbid as he drifts closer, fingers gripping the edge of his shirt.

         ”What are you?”

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                                 Making sure that the body on the ground was not
                                 moving; Leonardo crouched down to poke it once,
                                 sighing softly. He had to get this guy to the police.

            However; he didn’t get far before a voice broke the 
            silence, and he jumped up, fists up and ready to
            defend him as he spun around. When he saw that
            it wasn’t much of a danger; he let his fists down just a
            tiny bit, but still ready in case it was some kind of trap.

                               ❝ … ❞

                                             Then quickly; he spun back around,
                                             grabbed the arm of the thief and 
                                             pulled it up so he could carry it over
                                             his shoulder before he disappeared
                                             around the nearest corner.