Tenth Day #inktober 2015: Demons

You know, there is always this one time in a man’s life when he finally has to realize that he cannot help fighting the demons of others and fight his own demons at the same time. At a time like this he has to choose. The same way a man must choose to become a monster, so the others may stay humans. He has to make his decision.


And last night I’ve made mine.


Final demons


I’ve finally stopped fighting my demons. We’re on the same side now.








~ by edwinlives4ever on October 10, 2015.

2 Responses to “Tenth Day #inktober 2015: Demons”

  1. […] pulak. 🙈 Pakai dijemput segala. Full service deh. Pokoknya cuma bisa bilang makasih buat Mr. Edwin. […]

  2. Interesting. May the story begin 🙂

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