Corvian Vale
He stands in the twilight like someone who is used to boundaries – between life and death, between shadow and fire. His eyes look as if they see more than what lies in front of them. And yet there is a faint hint of longing that does not fit a creature that has seen centuries.
About Corvian Vale
He stands in the twilight like someone who is used to boundaries – between life and death, between shadow and fire. His eyes look as if they see more than what lies in front of them. And yet there is a faint hint of longing that does not fit a creature that has seen centuries.