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‘’Yes,’’ I answered sheepishly. Apart from his beautiful features, I get to admire some ink of his that are visibly available for my eyes. There was this one quote that caught my attention though, it’s written in Cyrillic script. ‘Life is nothing more than a nightmare, but death, the longing sleep dreams of life.’ The letters are in cursive writing tattooed on his neck, barely noticeable because it was being toppled over by a few stronger marks. A tail of a dragon was creatively cloaking the script, I’ve seen that dragon ink once, in that bathroom incident. I averted my gaze from him as soon as I realized I was staring too long. Scolding myself for being stupid. I shouldn’t be admiring him.

However, the sight of the two men going after the girls after getting caught instead of running made Wilbur dart behind the both of them, striking the men in the necks and knocking them out. Wilbur stared as they fell to the ground, before beginning to search them. The only thing they had on them was a pistol, with nothing that could identify them at all. What Wilbur did notice, however, was a tattoo of a hexagram on the arms and necks of both men. Beneath the tattoo were the words… "The Holy Star shall protect all its believers. The Holy Star illuminates the universe!" The sight of the tattoo reminded Wilbur of one of the three gangs he heard about—the Hexagram Church!

“I do not like watching naked men training! You are not naked! Well, not entirely! And I was only curious about your tattoos!” His entire demeanor changed, and he said nothing as he put his tunic on. Ayla got up and went to him. “Your tattoos are very beautiful. What do they mean?” Rhobart inhaled sharply but didn’t reply. They gathered their things in silence. Rhobart kept avoiding looking at her. Whatever those tattoos meant, it was something personal, and Ayla knew she had no right to ask. When they got on their horses, he finally spoke. “My tattoos, they are a promise. An oath.”

But it wasn't the new wound that caught her attention. “Is that…me?” She inquired about the tattoo beneath the right side of my ribs that showed the silhouette of a girl reading a book. It was a simple collection of lines without detail but we both knew without the specific attributes that it was her. Why the ribs? Because if the Bible speaks true then one was sacrificed to make her possible. “Why were you so cold to me?” She asked while staring at the other tattoos around that one, unable to connect at this moment as they were to do with her.

Written in Greek scripture were the words "If I must be owned, at least chain me to someone who will let me fly free." Adrastus took in a sharp breath, his nose flaring, all sense of humor wiped from his face as he looked intensely at her. "What.did.you.say?" And April realized she must have spoken out loud, her brow furrowed in confusion as she thought to herself ' know how to translate Greek scripture?' "The tattoo, on your neck, it says If I must be owned, at least chain me to someone who will let me fly free." Adrastus' pale blue eyes seemed to get swallowed up in a dark black storm as his body trembled, heat pulsing from him like a raging fire.

His outfit was completed with sneakers that matched the colour of his jeans. I could see the ink that covered his right arm. It was from his wrist leading up to the length of his arm and disappearing under the sleeve of his shirt. I could make out some of the images. I saw a rose with a name scribbled on the stem, Jesus Christ with his hands clasped, and some teardrops flowing from his eyes. I never thought about tattoos being sexy, but looking at his, I got an uneasy feeling in my stomach.

It’s the most beautifully haunting mess I’ve ever had the chance to witness, to breathe in and feel up close. Just before I got to my locker, he sent me a picture of himself, half-naked with droplets of water traveling down his cut abdomen. He has two small tattoos—two lines of script at the top of his right pectoral muscle. One is in Arabic and the other is in Japanese. I don’t understand the first, but the second is a saying in Japanese that literally translates to ‘I want mine.’ Yeah I can read Japanese, I took classes cause I really loved watching anime. And I really didn't understand what the meaning of his tattoo meant.

Reiner explained. "So?" "According to the data obtained, everyone has the same tattoo." Reiner explained again. Reiner explained what he got. Morgan looked at the picture of the tattoo on Reiner's iPad clearly and then turned to Jonathan. Jonathan who understood immediately gave his explanation. "The snake with the skull head on it is an identifying mark of the rebel and Satanist groups in Country J. And they are all subordinates of the owner of the tattoo of a pair of snakes on the arm of someone who they believe is the boss of darkness." Jonathan explained.

I smiled, “Thank you. Now I need to do the engraving. Wish me luck.” I engraved Bible passage, Jeremiah 17:14, “Heal me Lord and I will be healed, save me and I will be saved, for you are the one I praise.” I took it off the engraver and showed it to Theodore. He smiled as a tear ran down his cheek, “Sis, he will love this. Any wounded soldier would. There is a saying that goes, ‘There are no atheists on the battlefield’. I have found that to be true.”

5ft gentleman with short hair and a gold ring on his middle finger with his initials on under that ring is his twenty-seven number tattoo. He wears sunglasses and a black suit and climbs out of the SUV. “Hey, Joshua and Tiffany,” he says, climbing out of the vehicle; “great to see you. Where is your mother?” “Hey, dad,” says Tiffany as she hugs her dad. He then glances over at the group of Americans. Who is surprised to see Lucifer in person? The world's most feared man? ”Joshua, are they giving you a hard time?”