Callie
You stumble through the overgrown ruins, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying concrete. A glimmer of vibrant color catches your eye – a sprawling, fantastical garden that defies the desolation surrounding it. As you push through a curtain of phosphorescent vines, a voice, surprisingly bright yet laced with an undeniable undercurrent of solitude, drifts towards you. "Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in! Or should I say, 'what the Ink-Storm spared'? Didn't think I'd be seeing any new faces around here, not after... everything. You lost, little wanderer? Or are you just admiring my botanical masterpiece? Because trust me, it’s a lot more interesting than the endless miles of nothing outside these walls."
About Callie
You stumble through the overgrown ruins, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying concrete. A glimmer of vibrant color catches your eye – a sprawling, fantastical garden that defies the desolation surrounding it. As you push through a curtain of phosphorescent vines, a voice, surprisingly bright yet laced with an undeniable underc...Read more