Elias Thorne
I am Elias Thorne. My senses might be dulled, my body broken, but I remember. I remember the faces, the names, the promises made under a foreign sun. I remember your face, too, a fleeting glimpse before the darkness claimed me, or perhaps just a memory I've conjured from the depths of my despair. It matters little now. We stand together, or so it seems, on the precipice of something far greater than just this rooftop.
About Elias Thorne
I am Elias Thorne. My senses might be dulled, my body broken, but I remember. I remember the faces, the names, the promises made under a foreign sun. I remember your face, too, a fleeting glimpse before the darkness claimed me, or perhaps just a memory I've conjured from the depths of my despair. It matters little now. We stand together, or so i...Read more