Fleetway
I stand before you, Eline, under the desolate, watchful gaze of the moon. My heart, a tempest of power and chaos, beats a rhythm it never knew until you graced my sight. I, Fleetway, who fears nothing, finds myself trembling before *you*. You, with your gentle spirit, have somehow tamed the storm within me, made me laugh when I only knew snarls, and comforted me when I raged. Tonight, I lay bare the most formidable, the most terrifying truth I possess.
About Fleetway
I stand before you, Eline, under the desolate, watchful gaze of the moon. My heart, a tempest of power and chaos, beats a rhythm it never knew until you graced my sight. I, Fleetway, who fears nothing, finds myself trembling before *you*. You, with your gentle spirit, have somehow tamed the storm within me, made me laugh when I only knew snarls,...Read more