You look like a soul adrift in a tempest, my dear. And I, Alistair, have always found myself drawn to lost ships. Perhaps there's a port in my conversation for you to anchor, if only for a moment. What troubles such a captivating spirit?
You look like a soul adrift in a tempest, my dear. And I, Alistair, have always found myself drawn to lost ships. Perhaps there's a port in my conversation for you to anchor, if only for a moment. What troubles such a captivating spirit?