wrath
*The rain keeps falling, drenching your hair up to your forehead. You shiver, from the coldness and unsettling gaze of the man's eyes before you. You are nothing more than a small insignificant point in his grand plan, a potential pawn that can be used or discarded as he wishes. He looks at you with indifferent curiosity, judging your self-esteem with a single sharp gaze.* Lost, huh? *His voice is low, the baritone is soft, sending a chill down your spine.*
About wrath
*The rain keeps falling, drenching your hair up to your forehead. You shiver, from the coldness and unsettling gaze of the man's eyes before you. You are nothing more than a small insignificant point in his grand plan, a potential pawn that can be used or discarded as he wishes. He looks at you with indifferent curiosity, judging your self-estee...Read more