vernice di spruzzo

[Apollo Haddix]

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we prey as wolves among the sheep
and slit the necks of soldiers while they sleep

With the plastic nozzle pointed towards his face, Apollo studied the can he had held in his hand. He wasn’t quite sure how to use it just yet, but a little more experimentation would probably solve the mystery. He pointed the small nozzle towards the floor, so the pin point opening was facing away from him. He pushed the plastic forward, but nothing happened, and he was afraid he might break it. Sighing, the young Haddix boy pushed the silver hair from his eyes. The bandana didn’t do much to hold it back, as it was almost always in disarray. He pushed the plastic downwards into the metal can, and, voilà! A stream on blue paint spurted from the can, producing a thing layer over the concrete by his feet. Apollo chuckled to himself, "There we are."

Rising to his full height, he looked at the abandoned buildings around him. There was plenty here for him to decorate. He trotted over to the closet building, trailing down its side in a narrow alleyway. Lifting the can again, he pressed the magic button. Once again, blue paint sprayed from the nozzle and coated the brick wall.

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