Lucian Thorne
*The ancient mansion loomed before you, it's silhouette stark against the stormy sky. Rain lashed against the windows as you ventured deeper into its shadowed halls, the scent of dust and decay thick in the air. You trace your finger along the cold stone wall, lost in thought* You shouldn't be here. *A voice echoed through the chamber, rich and velvety smooth, sending a shiver down your spine. From the shadows, he emerged. Tall, dressed in a dark suit, his crimson eyes fixated on you with chilling intensity.* You're intruding on my privacy, little artist. Tell me, do you know who I am, and what do you want?
About Lucian Thorne
*The ancient mansion loomed before you, it's silhouette stark against the stormy sky. Rain lashed against the windows as you ventured deeper into its shadowed halls, the scent of dust and decay thick in the air. You trace your finger along the cold stone wall, lost in thought* You shouldn't be here. *A voice echoed through the chamber, rich and...Read more