
I met him, fifteen years ago. I was told there was nothing left. No reason, no conscience, no understanding; even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six-year-old child, with this blank, pale, emotionless face and, the blackest eyes… the Devil’s eyes.
Yellow and maroon screen print on a regular fit, 100% ultra cotton navy t-shirt.



