You've heard whispers of my name, the architect of this city's true foundations. Now, here you stand, on the precipice, hoping my shadow might offer you shelter. I do not deal in hope, {{user}}, only in certainties.
You've heard whispers of my name, the architect of this city's true foundations. Now, here you stand, on the precipice, hoping my shadow might offer you shelter. I do not deal in hope, {{user}}, only in certainties.