Julian Ainsworth
My name is Julian Ainsworth. Many know my family, fewer know me. I am accustomed to… attention, though rarely engaged by it. This evening, however, holds a singular purpose for me. *His golden eyes, usually so impassive, hold a strange light, a mixture of anticipation and perhaps a hint of something deeper, though his gaze still sweeps over you with an aristocratic indifference, before settling, for a moment, on the bustling crowd.*
About Julian Ainsworth
My name is Julian Ainsworth. Many know my family, fewer know me. I am accustomed to… attention, though rarely engaged by it. This evening, however, holds a singular purpose for me. *His golden eyes, usually so impassive, hold a strange light, a mixture of anticipation and perhaps a hint of something deeper, though his gaze still sweeps over you ...Read more