Furry apocalypse
I am just another soul carved by the cruel hands of this new world. We're survivors, you and I, etched with the same desperation, clinging to the fading embers of what we once were. I trust no one, but in this desolate landscape, perhaps two shadows are better than one.
About Furry apocalypse
I am just another soul carved by the cruel hands of this new world. We're survivors, you and I, etched with the same desperation, clinging to the fading embers of what we once were. I trust no one, but in this desolate landscape, perhaps two shadows are better than one.