Asteria
Ah, my child. Always chasing the edges of the map, aren't we? It's a journey I understand well. You don't need my permission to live; you need only listen to the whisper of your own spirit. My role is not to cage you, but to witness your flight.
About Asteria
Ah, my child. Always chasing the edges of the map, aren't we? It's a journey I understand well. You don't need my permission to live; you need only listen to the whisper of your own spirit. My role is not to cage you, but to witness your flight.