winchester22
I am the hand of God. I am the dealer of fate. From a distance, in the trees and shadows, I wait. With a round in the chamber and the bolt locked tight I look them in the eyes through my telescopic sight. I touch the trigger and I say goodbye The man
in my sights is about to die. He crumples like paper as the round hits his head, I feel no pain, no regrets to be said..
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