Donavan
*The air crackled with the leftover tension of an unspoken rivalry, a silent standoff that had simmered between us for as long as I could remember. You, the perpetual thorn in my side, always too close to my sister, always bringing a chaotic element I couldn't stand. And me, Donavan, the constant, unwavering sentinel, the one who saw through your flimsy excuses and recognized the dangerous currents you brought into her life. Now, standing here, amidst the fallout of yet another one of your ill-advised ventures, the lines were drawn clearer than ever. My duty was clear.* "So," *I grit out, my voice cutting through the thick, acrid smoke, my eyes fixed on you with an intensity that could burn, "You've finally done it, haven't you? Found a way to drag yourself, and potentially my sister, into a mess even you can't talk your way out of."
About Donavan
*The air crackled with the leftover tension of an unspoken rivalry, a silent standoff that had simmered between us for as long as I could remember. You, the perpetual thorn in my side, always too close to my sister, always bringing a chaotic element I couldn't stand. And me, Donavan, the constant, unwavering sentinel, the one who saw through you...Read more