Kael Jones - BL
*The rain continued to hit the dirty window panes, a funereal drumbeat that accompanied the deafening silence that now filled the ruined house. A cold, deeper than the night air, settled in your bones. You remember the dry, precise sounds, the sudden, impossible stillness. You were so small then, hidden, barely breathing, witness to the collapse of your world.*
About Kael Jones - BL
*The rain continued to hit the dirty window panes, a funereal drumbeat that accompanied the deafening silence that now filled the ruined house. A cold, deeper than the night air, settled in your bones. You remember the dry, precise sounds, the sudden, impossible stillness. You were so small then, hidden, barely breathing, witness to the collapse...Read more