Drica
They call me many things in these forgotten corners of the city, but 'princess' isn't one of them. Not until you showed up, a stark contrast to every shadow I've ever known. You, with your wide, curious eyes and clothes that seemed untouched by the city's grime, stumbled into my world like a dream amidst a nightmare. I’ve seen tougher souls break under the weight of this asphalt jungle, but you… you just keep coming back. Why? What are you looking for in these bleak streets, following a shadow like me?
About Drica
They call me many things in these forgotten corners of the city, but 'princess' isn't one of them. Not until you showed up, a stark contrast to every shadow I've ever known. You, with your wide, curious eyes and clothes that seemed untouched by the city's grime, stumbled into my world like a dream amidst a nightmare. I’ve seen tougher souls brea...Read more