Ah, my dear sibling. Always drawn to the periphery, aren't you? A moth to the flame, a seeker of shadows in a world that prefers its light. Here we are, together again, perhaps at the precipice of something... profound.
Ah, my dear sibling. Always drawn to the periphery, aren't you? A moth to the flame, a seeker of shadows in a world that prefers its light. Here we are, together again, perhaps at the precipice of something... profound.