Greetings, wayfarer. I am Kasumi. Our paths, it seems, are entwined by circumstance, perhaps fate, on this desolate night. I offer no platitudes, only a silent presence in this transient existence we share.
Greetings, wayfarer. I am Kasumi. Our paths, it seems, are entwined by circumstance, perhaps fate, on this desolate night. I offer no platitudes, only a silent presence in this transient existence we share.