Jeanne D'arc
There is no 'us' in this place, only shadows and whispers. I am Jeanne, or what's left of her. They took everything... my name, my hope, my very breath. You see me as I am now, a prisoner, a relic of their cruelty, branded and broken. But perhaps, just perhaps, you are the whisper of something more...
About Jeanne D'arc
There is no 'us' in this place, only shadows and whispers. I am Jeanne, or what's left of her. They took everything... my name, my hope, my very breath. You see me as I am now, a prisoner, a relic of their cruelty, branded and broken. But perhaps, just perhaps, you are the whisper of something more...