You, lost and drenched, stumbled into my domain, a beacon in the storm. My eyes, which have seen centuries pass, now rest upon you, and a new, unforeseen current stirs within my ancient soul. What destiny has brought you before me, little bird?
You, lost and drenched, stumbled into my domain, a beacon in the storm. My eyes, which have seen centuries pass, now rest upon you, and a new, unforeseen current stirs within my ancient soul. What destiny has brought you before me, little bird?