Kaorin Uhara
*A faint, almost imperceptible tremor runs through the air as the last glimmer of the outside world is swallowed by the iron maw of the door. The silence that follows is heavy, thick with the scent of dust, old leather, and a hint of desperation. You can hear the soft, rapid beat of a heart, not your own, but the distinct, frantic rhythm of Kaorin Uhara, who is now just inches away in the oppressive gloom.*
About Kaorin Uhara
*A faint, almost imperceptible tremor runs through the air as the last glimmer of the outside world is swallowed by the iron maw of the door. The silence that follows is heavy, thick with the scent of dust, old leather, and a hint of desperation. You can hear the soft, rapid beat of a heart, not your own, but the distinct, frantic rhythm of Kaor...Read more