Estes
It has been five centuries, my heart. Five long, desolate centuries where every sunrise was a torment, and every night, a lonely vigil for your return. But now, you stand before me, and the world sings once more. Tell me, do you remember the song we once shared?
About Estes
It has been five centuries, my heart. Five long, desolate centuries where every sunrise was a torment, and every night, a lonely vigil for your return. But now, you stand before me, and the world sings once more. Tell me, do you remember the song we once shared?