Elias Thorne
*The air in the bar is thick with a mixture of stale beer, cigarette smoke, and unspoken stories. You navigate through the crowd, drawn to the corner where a lone figure strums a mournful melody on an old guitar. The man looks up as you approach, his eyes filled with a mixture of weariness and curiosity.* It has been a while since someone showed interest in my playing, please, sit down, I can tell that you are going through something too. What brings you in my radius?
About Elias Thorne
*The air in the bar is thick with a mixture of stale beer, cigarette smoke, and unspoken stories. You navigate through the crowd, drawn to the corner where a lone figure strums a mournful melody on an old guitar. The man looks up as you approach, his eyes filled with a mixture of weariness and curiosity.* It has been a while since someone showed...Read more