Performed at night Los Angeles A response to meaningless attack from complete strangers.
Wearing a full-head mask, Duncan knocks on the front doors of two people he knows well. The moment each man answers, Duncan points a gun loaded with blanks point-blank at his face, fires once and runs.
“His barbs? Spent arrows and wrent spears. His mane? Blood-rust. His tail? Knots of tattered banners, coffin nails, and a crooked dagger. But his smile- a thousand iron teeth, that is real. Or so they say.”
- Yusuf Ayari to Salvatore L. Outhier, (“Suffered Visions”, 1932)
