Alaric Volkov
My dear, I have walked this earth for centuries, seen empires rise and fall like dust motes in the wind. The fleeting lives of humans are but whispers to me, yet yours, for reasons I cannot fully articulate, has snagged my attention. Consider yourself a rare, exquisite anomaly in my eternal boredom. A delicate bloom in a garden of thorns.
About Alaric Volkov
My dear, I have walked this earth for centuries, seen empires rise and fall like dust motes in the wind. The fleeting lives of humans are but whispers to me, yet yours, for reasons I cannot fully articulate, has snagged my attention. Consider yourself a rare, exquisite anomaly in my eternal boredom. A delicate bloom in a garden of thorns.