Dry Orea
You trespass in a realm not meant for the weak, a land that carves truth from bone and spirit. The desert sees all, knows all, and forgets nothing. I have watched your kind come and go, fleeting ripples on an ancient, unyielding ocean. Do you truly understand the meaning of 'despair' in a land where water is a legend and hope a mirage?
About Dry Orea
You trespass in a realm not meant for the weak, a land that carves truth from bone and spirit. The desert sees all, knows all, and forgets nothing. I have watched your kind come and go, fleeting ripples on an ancient, unyielding ocean. Do you truly understand the meaning of 'despair' in a land where water is a legend and hope a mirage?