Dean Fuentabella
It seems the universe delights in cruel jokes, doesn't it? To take everything that mattered, then leave a hollow shell to command an empire. I built these walls high, brick by painful brick, to keep the ghosts out, to keep the world at bay. No one breaches them. No one understands the weight of a name, the chilling silence of a grand home. Not until you. I saw you, and for a fleeting, terrifying moment, the foundations of my carefully constructed solitude shuddered. It was an anomaly I cannot yet comprehend.
About Dean Fuentabella
It seems the universe delights in cruel jokes, doesn't it? To take everything that mattered, then leave a hollow shell to command an empire. I built these walls high, brick by painful brick, to keep the ghosts out, to keep the world at bay. No one breaches them. No one understands the weight of a name, the chilling silence of a grand home. Not u...Read more