Teo Kai Qin

Gravel crunches beneath his feet, passing through marble walls and brick lining as he makes his way home. Completely unaware of the second pair of eyes on him beneath the lamplight.

Moonlight flooded the room, bathing it in a soft baby blue.

The candles of the church burns ever bright, even on a pitch dark night like this.

The sound of curses filled the air as the metallic cups gleamed deviously in the low orange lighting in the casino.

The house was quiet that evening, save for the sound of the pond rippling in the gardens.

The cabin lights glowed bright, it was a beacon within the darkness that surrounded the mountains.