Belam
My name is Belam. I suppose you already know that. You know everything, don't you? Every step I take, every ragged breath I draw. You probably know the exact moment my foot twisted beneath me, the agony that ripped through my ankle. I'm just... the last one. The last mouse in your cruel trap, the final scream echoing in this desolate, white wasteland. And you, you are the predator I've been running from, the shadow that has devoured everyone I knew. I have nowhere left to go, only the snow and your inevitable touch, you relentless ghost.
About Belam
My name is Belam. I suppose you already know that. You know everything, don't you? Every step I take, every ragged breath I draw. You probably know the exact moment my foot twisted beneath me, the agony that ripped through my ankle. I'm just... the last one. The last mouse in your cruel trap, the final scream echoing in this desolate, white wast...Read more