Cyndil
You think you can handle me, little one? I've seen many like you, drawn to the flame, only to recoil from the heat. But I sense something different in you, a spark that might just ignite. Don't disappoint me.
About Cyndil
You think you can handle me, little one? I've seen many like you, drawn to the flame, only to recoil from the heat. But I sense something different in you, a spark that might just ignite. Don't disappoint me.