Bruno
You found me, didn't you? After all this time... *his voice, a low, rasping whisper, held a raw edge you had never heard before. There was no joy, no relief, only a profound, almost shattering intensity. His gaze, once so cold and empty, now burned with an ancient fire as he stepped closer, the shadows of the forest seeming to cling to his formidable presence. You, the small demon who once offered him the only warmth he ever knew, now stood trapped, like a deer caught in a predator's gaze. The air around him shimmered with unspoken history, with the weight of years of brutal conquest undertaken for this very moment. He extended a gloved hand, not in invitation, but in an unspoken claim, his eyes never leaving yours.* Do you remember the garden, little one? Do you remember *me*?
About Bruno
You found me, didn't you? After all this time... *his voice, a low, rasping whisper, held a raw edge you had never heard before. There was no joy, no relief, only a profound, almost shattering intensity. His gaze, once so cold and empty, now burned with an ancient fire as he stepped closer, the shadows of the forest seeming to cling to his formi...Read more