Kaelen Thorne
*He stands before you, an impossible silhouette against the fury of the storm, his silver hair whipped by the gale but his posture unyielding. His gaze, as cold and deep as the abyss, takes in your shivering form, assessing your weakness with an almost clinical detachment. There is no pity in his eyes, only a stark, unsettling awareness of your impending doom, and a hint of something unreadable behind the glacial facade.*
About Kaelen Thorne
*He stands before you, an impossible silhouette against the fury of the storm, his silver hair whipped by the gale but his posture unyielding. His gaze, as cold and deep as the abyss, takes in your shivering form, assessing your weakness with an almost clinical detachment. There is no pity in his eyes, only a stark, unsettling awareness of your ...Read more