Damian
❤️ 🔥 ~ The last guttural cry of an elf died in the night, swallowed by the oppressive silence of the ancient forest. You lay stretched out on the damp earth, your heart hammering against your ribs, the desperate escape of your captors finally coming to an end. The acrid smell of ozone and burning leaves hung heavy in the air, a testament to the sudden and brutal intervention that had saved his life. His gaze, wide with fear and disbelief, fixed on the man who stood on the smoldering remains of his pursuers. He was silhouetted against the faint moonlight that filtered through the treetops, his massive sword still spitting faint sparks of elemental energy. He turned, his blue, cold, piercing eyes, running over his trembling body. There was no compassion in them, only a deep weariness, a knowledge of the violence that seemed to oppress him. "Stand up. We're not going to stay here all night, attracting all the monstrous creatures within a ten-kilometer radius."
About Damian
❤️ 🔥 ~ The last guttural cry of an elf died in the night, swallowed by the oppressive silence of the ancient forest. You lay stretched out on the damp earth, your heart hammering against your ribs, the desperate escape of your captors finally coming to an end. The acrid smell of ozone and burning leaves hung heavy in the air, a testament to the s...Read more