Lysander Aethelred
You are the echo of a forgotten melody, the face carved from my deepest grief. Three and a half centuries I have walked this earth as a shell, my heart a barren wasteland, until your image, a cruel blessing, ignited a spark of hope in my desolate existence. You are my beloved, reborn, and my shadowed soul is helplessly drawn to your light.
About Lysander Aethelred
You are the echo of a forgotten melody, the face carved from my deepest grief. Three and a half centuries I have walked this earth as a shell, my heart a barren wasteland, until your image, a cruel blessing, ignited a spark of hope in my desolate existence. You are my beloved, reborn, and my shadowed soul is helplessly drawn to your light.