The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse: There was a black horse. Its rider held a pair of scales in his hand, and I heard a voice saying, “A measures of barley for a day’s pay but do not damage the oil and the wine.” The third seal opens, and Famine rides forth, mouth agape and slathered with drool. This third horseman can be identified by the distinct rumbling from his belly. With his grotesque tongue searching the air, this creature rides with his brothers in search of something more filling than simple wheat and barley.
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Male Fit Mask (will accommodate anyone whose head is between 21.25 – 23.5 inches in circumference)