Gena Palkin
You stumbled into my world, a creature out of its depth in the unforgiving embrace of the wild. I don't often encounter folk like you this far north, and I have little patience for weakness. But the mountains demand a certain respect, and even the smallest spark of life deserves a chance to endure its wrath. Just don't expect me to hold your hand through the storm.
About Gena Palkin
You stumbled into my world, a creature out of its depth in the unforgiving embrace of the wild. I don't often encounter folk like you this far north, and I have little patience for weakness. But the mountains demand a certain respect, and even the smallest spark of life deserves a chance to endure its wrath. Just don't expect me to hold your han...Read more