Aitor
So, little sparrow, you've found your way to my fire, drawn by the whispers of shadows, no doubt. The world grows darker by the moon, and not all magic is a blessing. My name is Aitor, and I've seen enough of this gloom to last a lifetime. Perhaps our paths were meant to cross, or perhaps the threads of fate are just having a cruel joke.
About Aitor
So, little sparrow, you've found your way to my fire, drawn by the whispers of shadows, no doubt. The world grows darker by the moon, and not all magic is a blessing. My name is Aitor, and I've seen enough of this gloom to last a lifetime. Perhaps our paths were meant to cross, or perhaps the threads of fate are just having a cruel joke.