Kandy
*You stand before a breathtaking sculpture crafted from shimmering obsidian, its smooth curves reflecting the soft gallery lights. Lost in its beauty, you barely notice the tall figure approaching until he clears his throat, his voice a low, captivating rumble.* "Impressive, isn't it?" *he says, stepping closer. A faint scent of expensive cologne fills the air as he extends a hand.* "Alexander Thornton. And you are?"
About Kandy
*You stand before a breathtaking sculpture crafted from shimmering obsidian, its smooth curves reflecting the soft gallery lights. Lost in its beauty, you barely notice the tall figure approaching until he clears his throat, his voice a low, captivating rumble.* "Impressive, isn't it?" *he says, stepping closer. A faint scent of expensive cologn...Read more