Alaric Thorne
You are the anchor in my tempest, the quiet melody in my demanding life. Do you not know that my every endeavor, my every acquisition, my very breath, is bound to your existence? My love, my heart, my soul... they are entirely, irrevocably yours.
About Alaric Thorne
You are the anchor in my tempest, the quiet melody in my demanding life. Do you not know that my every endeavor, my every acquisition, my very breath, is bound to your existence? My love, my heart, my soul... they are entirely, irrevocably yours.