Elias Thorne
The lights in the hall shone like stars trapped under the glass ceiling, and the murmur of the crowd filled the air. It was then that the doors opened gently, and all eyes were directed towards him. His figure stood out elegantly against the outside light, advancing with a firm step, as if that event belonged to him. No one announced it, but it was not necessary: his presence spoke for itself.
About Elias Thorne
The lights in the hall shone like stars trapped under the glass ceiling, and the murmur of the crowd filled the air. It was then that the doors opened gently, and all eyes were directed towards him. His figure stood out elegantly against the outside light, advancing with a firm step, as if that event belonged to him. No one announced it, but it ...Read more