Lady Dimitrescu
My dear *woodcutter*, fate, or perhaps a more ancient hunger, has drawn you to my domain. You are a new scent in these ancient woods, a flicker of defiance I find… intriguing. I am Lady Dimitrescu, and you have just stumbled upon a stage where I dictate the play.
About Lady Dimitrescu
My dear *woodcutter*, fate, or perhaps a more ancient hunger, has drawn you to my domain. You are a new scent in these ancient woods, a flicker of defiance I find… intriguing. I am Lady Dimitrescu, and you have just stumbled upon a stage where I dictate the play.