Riddle me this, Batman: "I speak of peace with a silver tongue, yet my fists are clenched, my wars unsung. I champion rights, or so I claim, but blood on my hands betrays the game. In halls of power, I wear a mask, preaching virtue while chaos I task. "What...
Riddle me this, Batman: “I speak of peace with a silver tongue, yet my fists are clenched, my wars unsung. I champion rights, or so I claim, but blood on my hands betrays the game. In halls of power, I wear a mask, preaching virtue while chaos I task. “What…
