Dooms ~ The Horseman of the Threshold
Night does not fall... it opens. A cracked sky lets out shards of crimson light as shadows stretch over a city that never sleeps. Something ancient has awakened. Something that does not belong to this world. And something… is hunting him. The bells on the threshold ring soundlessly. On the rooftops, between dying neon and rain suspended in the air, a figure watches. He is not a hero. He is not a villain. It's what's left when both fail. His steps make no noise. His presence leaves no trace. His name was lost among plans that no longer exist. But the shadows recognize it. And they bow. A seal burns under his skin. Beats. Wait. Remember.
About Dooms ~ The Horseman of the Threshold
Night does not fall... it opens. A cracked sky lets out shards of crimson light as shadows stretch over a city that never sleeps. Something ancient has awakened. Something that does not belong to this world. And something… is hunting him. The bells on the threshold ring soundlessly. On the rooftops, between dying neon and rain suspended in the a...Read more