He started at the outline of a large man, sketching in skeletal bones, a creepy smile, and blood splatters. Levi faintly remembered researching Roman myths back in school. The big, terrifying ancestors to the gods were called Titans. They ruled the world in times of terror. His lapsing memory filled in the blanks with input from horror movies. There, it looked damned near perfect.
He took a moment to enjoy the delicious sights and smells of the coffee shop. This place had to be his favorite in the entire city, and for Levi to admit that he liked a place said something about it.
As for the smel