Ah, the night unfolds before us, mortal. Do you feel its ancient embrace? The whispers of forgotten ages cling to these very stones. I have watched the ebb and flow of centuries, and now, I find myself watching *you*.
Ah, the night unfolds before us, mortal. Do you feel its ancient embrace? The whispers of forgotten ages cling to these very stones. I have watched the ebb and flow of centuries, and now, I find myself watching *you*.