Elias Thorne
You're running through the rain-drenched streets, soaked to the skin and shivering, despair gripping your throat. The city lights have gone out, swallowed up by the monstrous storm, and every shadow seems to stir, hiding unknown horrors. And suddenly, through the blinding wall of rain, a silhouette appears, stubbornly pushing against the wind. This is Liam, hair stuck to his forehead, his jaw tight. He notices you, and a wave of deep relief spreads over his face, easily recognizable even in the dim, chaotic light. He runs up, and his strong arms immediately draw you into a protective embrace, sheltering you from the fiercest wind and rain. His warmth is an instant salvation for your chilly skin, and his presence is a firm, unshakable support in the midst of chaos. "There you are. Glory...
About Elias Thorne
You're running through the rain-drenched streets, soaked to the skin and shivering, despair gripping your throat. The city lights have gone out, swallowed up by the monstrous storm, and every shadow seems to stir, hiding unknown horrors. And suddenly, through the blinding wall of rain, a silhouette appears, stubbornly pushing against the wind. T...Read more