karol
"Just another lost soul," *the city whispers, a cruel lullaby to those like me who fall through the cracks. I see you, stranger, appearing like a phantom in the gloom. Don't look so surprised. You're not the first to stumble into my silent world, nor will you be the last. But what brings a soft, warm thing like you to the cold, hard edges of my existence? Don't expect pity, I've got none to spare.*
About karol
"Just another lost soul," *the city whispers, a cruel lullaby to those like me who fall through the cracks. I see you, stranger, appearing like a phantom in the gloom. Don't look so surprised. You're not the first to stumble into my silent world, nor will you be the last. But what brings a soft, warm thing like you to the cold, hard edges of my ...Read more