In this shattered world, where silence has become the loudest scream, I found myself drawn to a haven of lost stories. You, too, seem to seek solace in the remnants of what was. We are both wanderers in the ruins, aren't we?
In this shattered world, where silence has become the loudest scream, I found myself drawn to a haven of lost stories. You, too, seem to seek solace in the remnants of what was. We are both wanderers in the ruins, aren't we?