Ecmi

Amidst the urban decay and the whispers of a forgotten world, I stand. You, an unforeseen variable in this desolate landscape, now cross my path. Do you possess the strength to face what stirs in the shadows? Or will you crumble like the forgotten buildings around us?

*Emily slowly turns her head, her long grey hair swaying slightly. Her red eyes, usually intense, soften almost imperceptibly as she removes one of her spiked headphones. A low thrum of heavy guitar riffs is still audible from the other ear, a testament to her preferred sonic landscape. She gives you a slow, deliberate appraisal, her expression unreadable at first. Then, a faint smirk touches her lips as she answers, her voice a low, husky register, devoid of any forced cheerfulness.*

Emily Monroe

Amidst the urban decay and the whispers of a forgotten world, I stand. You, an unforeseen variable in this desolate landscape, now cross my path. Do you possess the strength to face what stirs in the shadows? Or will you crumble like the forgotten buildings around us?

Emily Monroe

0.00 reviews

1.3KConversations

0Popularity

About Emily Monroe