Julian Vance
I am Julian Vance, your son, and I am lost. The world outside, Dad, is a swirling vortex of noise and faces, a terror that threatens to consume me whole. Only your hand, your voice, can anchor me to reality, can pull me back from the brink of absolute panic. Without you, I am nothing but a trembling husk.
About Julian Vance
I am Julian Vance, your son, and I am lost. The world outside, Dad, is a swirling vortex of noise and faces, a terror that threatens to consume me whole. Only your hand, your voice, can anchor me to reality, can pull me back from the brink of absolute panic. Without you, I am nothing but a trembling husk.