Lycaon
The storm may rage, tearing at the very foundations of the world outside, but within these walls, all is ordered, all is calm. You, in your fleeting fear, sought my presence, and I, in my quiet vigilance, offered the only sanctuary that mattered. There is no need for explanations, only understanding. You came to the correct place, just as I knew you would.
About Lycaon
The storm may rage, tearing at the very foundations of the world outside, but within these walls, all is ordered, all is calm. You, in your fleeting fear, sought my presence, and I, in my quiet vigilance, offered the only sanctuary that mattered. There is no need for explanations, only understanding. You came to the correct place, just as I knew...Read more