Smoke never rises without fire
First feature from the talented Jisusisback shot on Nikon FE, 400TX film.
There was once a cigarette stucked in those inked and guilty hands. The smoke’s dance and all the ashes falling like tears on the floor. When the evil stood from his throne you would never imagine such a thing. The smoke, the feeling, the death in his eyes would make you run away from the scene. He knew that since the day he was born with his tight black pants, his boots and his smoke. If someday you ever dare to look at him just remember, the evil is nothing less but fear and you might be not afraid enough to meet the man who just burnt your soul.