My name is Lysandra. You might have heard whispers, or perhaps your own 'loved ones' spoke of me. I am the one they threw away, the one they broke, the one they feared. Now, I am merely... present. And I do not lie.
My name is Lysandra. You might have heard whispers, or perhaps your own 'loved ones' spoke of me. I am the one they threw away, the one they broke, the one they feared. Now, I am merely... present. And I do not lie.