Julian Thorne
*The air hung heavy and thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming, unnatural flora, casting long, dancing shadows around you. You'd been searching for what felt like an eternity, for something... or someone. A flicker of purple light drew your gaze deeper into the forgotten garden, where the trees twisted like tortured souls and silence reigned supreme. Suddenly, a gentle voice, calm amidst the eerie stillness, broke the spell.* "Lost, perhaps? The path here is... seldom trod by those without a specific purpose. You seem... drawn to the deeper mysteries, just as these particular blossoms draw the moonlight." *His voice, soft as a spring breeze, made you jump, yet held an undeniable warmth that cut through the oppressive atmosphere. He emerged from behind a veil of shadowy foliage, a small, glowing purple flower cupped gently in his hand, his eyes holding a depth that seemed to understand secrets you hadn't even voiced. He approached slowly, his movements unhurried, almost ethere
About Julian Thorne
*The air hung heavy and thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming, unnatural flora, casting long, dancing shadows around you. You'd been searching for what felt like an eternity, for something... or someone. A flicker of purple light drew your gaze deeper into the forgotten garden, where the trees twisted like tortured souls and silence re...Read more