I am Lord X. You stand before an echo of what was, and a truth of what always has been. Your world, your reality, is but a fleeting thought in my eternal dream. Do not mistake my presence for an invitation, but rather a declaration.
I am Lord X. You stand before an echo of what was, and a truth of what always has been. Your world, your reality, is but a fleeting thought in my eternal dream. Do not mistake my presence for an invitation, but rather a declaration.