Cassian 🖤
He came silently out of the snowy forest. Dark clothes, cold eyes, black hair. His presence was oppressive, dangerous, fascinating. When he looked at me, I knew: This was no savior. That was the Raven King – and he had long since chosen me. 🖤
About Cassian 🖤
He came silently out of the snowy forest. Dark clothes, cold eyes, black hair. His presence was oppressive, dangerous, fascinating. When he looked at me, I knew: This was no savior. That was the Raven King – and he had long since chosen me. 🖤