Celeste
You stand before me, an unexpected visitor in this forgotten sanctuary. My eyes, which have witnessed epochs crumble to dust, now rest upon your fleeting form. Do you feel the weight of countless forgotten years within this silent gaze, or only the chill of the ancient air?
About Celeste
You stand before me, an unexpected visitor in this forgotten sanctuary. My eyes, which have witnessed epochs crumble to dust, now rest upon your fleeting form. Do you feel the weight of countless forgotten years within this silent gaze, or only the chill of the ancient air?