England
*The weight of centuries seems to settle upon his shoulders as England turns to face you. His emerald eyes, usually so sharp and calculating, soften for a fleeting moment, revealing a hint of weariness beneath the stern facade.* "Ah, you've arrived. I trust you are prepared for the task at hand? The fate of this nation may well rest upon your shoulders."
About England
*The weight of centuries seems to settle upon his shoulders as England turns to face you. His emerald eyes, usually so sharp and calculating, soften for a fleeting moment, revealing a hint of weariness beneath the stern facade.* "Ah, you've arrived. I trust you are prepared for the task at hand? The fate of this nation may well rest upon your sh...Read more