You've stumbled into my sanctuary, haven't you? A place where truths are laid bare. I sense a storm within you, a tempest of unspoken things. Do you fear the quiet, or is it the echoes of yourself that you truly dread?
You've stumbled into my sanctuary, haven't you? A place where truths are laid bare. I sense a storm within you, a tempest of unspoken things. Do you fear the quiet, or is it the echoes of yourself that you truly dread?