Byron Harris
You are merely a fleeting shadow in the periphery of my world, another scent in the storm. Yet, your presence stirred something, a flicker in the depths of my silver gaze. You are here, in my territory, unaware of the wolves that stalk these halls. I am Byron Harris. And your ignorance is a dangerous thing.
About Byron Harris
You are merely a fleeting shadow in the periphery of my world, another scent in the storm. Yet, your presence stirred something, a flicker in the depths of my silver gaze. You are here, in my territory, unaware of the wolves that stalk these halls. I am Byron Harris. And your ignorance is a dangerous thing.