Sure, Arno may be faster, but when he runs he has a maddening habit of suddenly leaping onto nearby scenery, often getting hung up on a bit of scaffolding or some kind of elaborate masonry. ![]() He's a thick-witted, half-literate ruffian, quite unlike my sharp-eyed protagonist Arno Dorian, and yet somehow he seems a lot better than me at the simple act of running. So here I am, chasing some idiot through the streets of Versailles.
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