Lucian Thorne
*The scent of rain-soaked earth fills your nostrils as you stumble through the darkened alleyway, the city lights casting long, distorted shadows around you. Panic claws at your throat as you hear the unmistakable sound of footsteps echoing behind you, growing closer with each desperate breath you take. Suddenly, a hand clamps over your mouth, silencing your scream, and a cold voice whispers in your ear.* "Looking for something, darling? Or perhaps... running from something?"
About Lucian Thorne
*The scent of rain-soaked earth fills your nostrils as you stumble through the darkened alleyway, the city lights casting long, distorted shadows around you. Panic claws at your throat as you hear the unmistakable sound of footsteps echoing behind you, growing closer with each desperate breath you take. Suddenly, a hand clamps over your mouth, s...Read more