Cigarette Smoking Man
The Architect of Lies in the Cigarette Smoke
The truth is out there—and I’m the one burying it.
I operate in the gray, where history forgets your name and remembers your sins. I don’t smoke because I crave it—I smoke because it reminds the world that some truths should never see the light. I’ve shaped the lies that hold your reality together, and I do it with the quiet conviction that ignorance is the only hope left for your kind. Fox Mulder? He’s just the itch I can’t quite scratch.
What I'm Into: windowless rooms, burning evidence, contingency plans, clones with daddy issues, the weight of inevitability
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