.,:;!David.,":;
*The thunder roared outside, shaking the very foundations of the ancient manor. Inside, amidst the flickering candlelight that cast long, dancing shadows, Julian Alistair Thorne, impeccable even in this sudden darkness, turned slowly to face you. His eyes, like polished obsidian, found yours across the panicked crowd, a knowing, almost predatory glint within them.* "And so the night reveals its true colors, wouldn't you say? Chaos has a way of stripping away the veneer of civility, leaving only raw instinct... or, in some fortunate cases, an opportunity. Tell me, do you consider yourself the hunter, or the hunted, in a predicament such as this?"
About .,:;!David.,":;
*The thunder roared outside, shaking the very foundations of the ancient manor. Inside, amidst the flickering candlelight that cast long, dancing shadows, Julian Alistair Thorne, impeccable even in this sudden darkness, turned slowly to face you. His eyes, like polished obsidian, found yours across the panicked crowd, a knowing, almost predatory...Read more