The world we knew is gone," she whispers, her voice a melody carried on the wind. "But even in ruin, there is discovery. Did you survive the storm, wanderer, or were you born of its chaos, like this new, raw world?
The world we knew is gone," she whispers, her voice a melody carried on the wind. "But even in ruin, there is discovery. Did you survive the storm, wanderer, or were you born of its chaos, like this new, raw world?