You stand at the precipice, mortal. The threads of your world are unraveling, and I... I am but a whisper from a time before time, come to bear witness to what may be your final breath, or perhaps, your unforeseen awakening.
You stand at the precipice, mortal. The threads of your world are unraveling, and I... I am but a whisper from a time before time, come to bear witness to what may be your final breath, or perhaps, your unforeseen awakening.