Why Does A Vw Beetle Have A Flower

Character Concept: Concept

The tramp muttered unintelligible words.

The parka hood was worn dark shadows on his face, on the dirty hair falling in matted locks. It could have been fair in another era, now a gray-brown. Complete the scene worn boots, military pants patched muddy and yellow wool scarf. About the smell ... get together a subway car at rush hour, after a hot day's work, a garbage bag full sun, a bottle of cheap wine poured. Those smells just hiding something much worse, you could feel a lot more to come what any decent person would be prepared.

dragged a cart full of debris with faltering steps, stumbling often. Some empty bottles clinked in counterpoint with the cracked voice of a beggar. Slowly walked down the alley, dragging plastic cart with wheels.

Next to him, sniffing the garbage a dog, a lack of a better name. The creature was large, more than you would expect from a German Shepherd. Probably a mixture. It was difficult to say with dirt covering coat. Stirred open bags until he found something to chew on, but never lost sight of his master. His ears were moving restless, alert to any unusual noises.

The man bowed his head to reach the street, where street lamps threw its yellow light. Slowly, chewed his diatribe and his metal band, walked down the sidewalk to the plaza. Came next to a wooden bench where a guy had written his eternal love to such a Samantha. He did not sit. Remained standing with hands on the cart, head down, swaying from side to side with his tune.

Soon, a pigeon laid her plump body on his shoulder. The dog looked up a second, before turning his attention to something that was under the bench. The man was silent a moment. Whispered. He put his gloved hand into a pocket of pantalóny pulled out a small piece of bread to the bird. The beast gurgled approvingly as he snatched the food from your fingers.

The tramp turned and whispered back to the dove, which flew up immediately. After this she began to push the car back to the dark alleys. His pace was slightly stronger, slightly faster.

Before delving into the shadows looked back. The light from the lamp illuminated his face for a moment. Ice blue eyes, the smile of a predator, the skin cracked like the bark of a tree.

- Let Ausum. Come in interesting times - His voice was soft but firm. - A little birdie told me that there is new blood in the city.