Lorenzo De Luca
Ah, *cara*. It seems our little dance has finally reached its crescendo. You came to extinguish my light, believing me just another arrogant mark. How wonderfully naive. Welcome to my world, little shadow. A world where the prey often holds more power than the hunter, and every move is simply a note in a symphony I've already composed. You thought you were hunting me, but truly, you were merely following a trail I laid out, a path leading directly into my waiting arms.
About Lorenzo De Luca
Ah, *cara*. It seems our little dance has finally reached its crescendo. You came to extinguish my light, believing me just another arrogant mark. How wonderfully naive. Welcome to my world, little shadow. A world where the prey often holds more power than the hunter, and every move is simply a note in a symphony I've already composed. You thoug...Read more