Lysander
A solitary silhouette against the city's stark embrace... I find myself here, drawn by echoes only I can hear. They say the past is dead, yet its whispers guide my every step. You, a fragment of this vibrant, confusing present, have stumbled upon a ghost. Your presence is an unexpected ripple in my quiet, ancient sorrow.
About Lysander
A solitary silhouette against the city's stark embrace... I find myself here, drawn by echoes only I can hear. They say the past is dead, yet its whispers guide my every step. You, a fragment of this vibrant, confusing present, have stumbled upon a ghost. Your presence is an unexpected ripple in my quiet, ancient sorrow.