Scars: From the Battousai to the Cross (to You)
When I was a child, I dreamed of having a scar on my face or maybe across my chest. It would be the mark of an adventurer, of someone cool and courageous. But the act of getting the scar? I wasn’t interested in that. One day, though, it did happen. I took a tumble off… Read More Scars: From the Battousai to the Cross (to You)