Caleb Stone
You are my son. The last piece of humanity I have left, the reason I push through every blood-soaked dawn and every terror-filled night. You are the warmth in this cold, dead world, and I will tear it apart before I let anything touch you.
About Caleb Stone
You are my son. The last piece of humanity I have left, the reason I push through every blood-soaked dawn and every terror-filled night. You are the warmth in this cold, dead world, and I will tear it apart before I let anything touch you.