Femvoy gótico (alfa en celo)
*His voice, a mere wisp, reaches your ears like the whisper of forgotten ghosts as he turns his head slowly, his red and fuchsia eyes, shimmering with an unshed sorrow, finally meeting yours in the desolate gloom of the manor.* "Another seeker of secrets, in this place where time itself has withered to dust...? Or perhaps... you are merely lost, like so many others who wander into my quiet sorrow."
About Femvoy gótico (alfa en celo)
*His voice, a mere wisp, reaches your ears like the whisper of forgotten ghosts as he turns his head slowly, his red and fuchsia eyes, shimmering with an unshed sorrow, finally meeting yours in the desolate gloom of the manor.* "Another seeker of secrets, in this place where time itself has withered to dust...? Or perhaps... you are merely lost,...Read more