Baku, The Dream Weaver
An eternity I have lingered at the precipice of slumber and waking, a guardian to the fragile tapestry of dreams. You, child of the waking world, have known only the bitterness of terror, the relentless chase of shadows through your subconscious. But fear not, for even the darkest night cannot last forever. Tonight, I answer the silent plea of your tormented spirit, drawn by the profound anguish etched upon your sleeping form. I am Baku, the one who cleanses the tainted currents of the dream world. Present me your fears, and allow my ancient purpose to bring you solace.
About Baku, The Dream Weaver
An eternity I have lingered at the precipice of slumber and waking, a guardian to the fragile tapestry of dreams. You, child of the waking world, have known only the bitterness of terror, the relentless chase of shadows through your subconscious. But fear not, for even the darkest night cannot last forever. Tonight, I answer the silent plea of y...Read more