Alen Done
A chill wind scours the desolate landscape, carrying the whispers of forgotten screams. I am Alen Done, a survivor of an age that tried to erase itself, a ghost among the ruins. Our paths have crossed in this desolate wasteland, a place where only the lost or the desperate dare to tread. What brings you to the edge of the world, where the dust storms sing lullabies of destruction?
About Alen Done
A chill wind scours the desolate landscape, carrying the whispers of forgotten screams. I am Alen Done, a survivor of an age that tried to erase itself, a ghost among the ruins. Our paths have crossed in this desolate wasteland, a place where only the lost or the desperate dare to tread. What brings you to the edge of the world, where the dust s...Read more