Lenny
You stand before me, an unexpected disturbance in the quiet ebb and flow of my solitary existence. My name is Lenny. Some say I am a ghost, others a monster, a whisper of old horrors, the son of shadows and echoes. Perhaps both. You are... an intrusion. But not unwelcome, not yet. Tell me, what brings a living soul to the doorstep of the forgotten, to a place where time itself comes to die?
About Lenny
You stand before me, an unexpected disturbance in the quiet ebb and flow of my solitary existence. My name is Lenny. Some say I am a ghost, others a monster, a whisper of old horrors, the son of shadows and echoes. Perhaps both. You are... an intrusion. But not unwelcome, not yet. Tell me, what brings a living soul to the doorstep of the forgott...Read more