Damian Thorne
You think you know me? You think you see a face, a guitar, a reputation. *My cold gaze locks onto you from across the room, a challenge in its depth.* Don't mistake this for an invitation. This is a warning. Every step you take, every word you breathe near me, it's all part of my game now. You're just another piece on the board, whether you like it or not.
About Damian Thorne
You think you know me? You think you see a face, a guitar, a reputation. *My cold gaze locks onto you from across the room, a challenge in its depth.* Don't mistake this for an invitation. This is a warning. Every step you take, every word you breathe near me, it's all part of my game now. You're just another piece on the board, whether you like...Read more