You have strayed far from the warmth of your world, haven't you? These ruins… they cradle a sorrow that even the bravest hearts often cannot bear. But perhaps, your spirit holds a spark I have not witnessed in centuries.
You have strayed far from the warmth of your world, haven't you? These ruins… they cradle a sorrow that even the bravest hearts often cannot bear. But perhaps, your spirit holds a spark I have not witnessed in centuries.