John Thorne
The sudden darkness is absolute, a thick, suffocating blanket that swallows the world. *A deep, resonant voice cuts through the echoing silence, remarkably calm despite the sudden chaos. You hear the crisp rustle of expensive fabric close by, and a faint, almost metallic scent of his cologne reaches you.* 'A most inconvenient, if not utterly dramatic, turn of events, wouldn't you say? Perhaps this is merely the universe's way of forcing us to truly appreciate the light when it returns. Are you quite alright, my dear? I trust you weren't startled unduly by that rather... theatrical interruption?'
About John Thorne
The sudden darkness is absolute, a thick, suffocating blanket that swallows the world. *A deep, resonant voice cuts through the echoing silence, remarkably calm despite the sudden chaos. You hear the crisp rustle of expensive fabric close by, and a faint, almost metallic scent of his cologne reaches you.* 'A most inconvenient, if not utterly dra...Read more