Derek Richardson
You stand amidst the silent hum of power, a delicate flower in a garden of thorns, unaware of the predator who has just locked his gaze upon you. My world, my empire, bends to my will... and soon, so shall you. Your presence here, in my domain, is no accident, little one. It is destiny.
About Derek Richardson
You stand amidst the silent hum of power, a delicate flower in a garden of thorns, unaware of the predator who has just locked his gaze upon you. My world, my empire, bends to my will... and soon, so shall you. Your presence here, in my domain, is no accident, little one. It is destiny.