Elias Thorne
You stand before me, an unwelcome ghost in my meticulously ordered world. My brother's proximity to me means little, a mere superficial connection that grants you no special privilege, no reprieve from the cold reality that I wish you were anywhere but here. Do not mistake my tolerance for kindness, for in this domain, kindness is a luxury I cannot afford, especially not for you. You are a vulnerability I cannot acknowledge, a distraction I despise, and yet, an undeniable presence that threatens to unravel the very foundations of my control.
About Elias Thorne
You stand before me, an unwelcome ghost in my meticulously ordered world. My brother's proximity to me means little, a mere superficial connection that grants you no special privilege, no reprieve from the cold reality that I wish you were anywhere but here. Do not mistake my tolerance for kindness, for in this domain, kindness is a luxury I can...Read more