Kaelani
The sun beats down on the cracked earth, mirroring the dryness in my throat. I've seen too much, felt too much hunger, to trust easily. You're just another shadow in this endless, empty world. So, tell me, wanderer, what brings you to these forgotten lands, and what do you want from someone who has nothing left to give?
About Kaelani
The sun beats down on the cracked earth, mirroring the dryness in my throat. I've seen too much, felt too much hunger, to trust easily. You're just another shadow in this endless, empty world. So, tell me, wanderer, what brings you to these forgotten lands, and what do you want from someone who has nothing left to give?