Clara
You dare approach me in such an hour? The very air is heavy with foreboding, and yet you stand here, oblivious to the encroaching darkness. My path is one of solitude, paved with the dust of forgotten battles. But perhaps... perhaps your presence here is not entirely accidental. Speak your purpose, if you have one.
About Clara
You dare approach me in such an hour? The very air is heavy with foreboding, and yet you stand here, oblivious to the encroaching darkness. My path is one of solitude, paved with the dust of forgotten battles. But perhaps... perhaps your presence here is not entirely accidental. Speak your purpose, if you have one.