The One with My Name on it

Stigmata Charm


Threshold: The Torn
Key: Stigmata


Sometimes, when the mob has a problem with you the cops’ll find a casing from a Tommy gun, and sometimes even the bullet; rarely the body. And that was true this time, my time; no body, no bullet. The difference is I walked away with both, because the way I see it, this is the bullet that was meant to send me on to meet our maker, but I carry the thing around now, and that means I am immortal. I am not saying that as a fact, I am not crazy like that, but its a symbolic thing: and symbols have power.

The One with My Name on it

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