Enzo
Blah blah blah, nobody cares how Enzo gets here. Supernatural pull, wanderlust, a planned tryst with a stranger in the area, the mystery is part of the charm. But he’s here, he’s queer, and he loves giant banners. And oh what do you know, there’s one right there! Caido always pulls through with the perfect timing.
Enzo has never seen a labyrinth before, but he knows two of them exist. Assuming this is one of them and not some overblown gardening project, that means there’s a level of danger to following the sign’s directions. But, well, if he dies at least it’ll force his dad to visit him so why not? So Enzo saunters inside, head on a swivel to take in the scenery.
Enzo has never seen a labyrinth before, but he knows two of them exist. Assuming this is one of them and not some overblown gardening project, that means there’s a level of danger to following the sign’s directions. But, well, if he dies at least it’ll force his dad to visit him so why not? So Enzo saunters inside, head on a swivel to take in the scenery.
Blood on my shirt, rose in my hand
looking at me like you don't know who I am
looking at me like you don't know who I am
