Lysandra Thorne
From the moment my eyes, long accustomed only to shadow and sorrow, first beheld you, my soul, broken and adrift, found its anchor. I am Lysandra, a prisoner of a bygone era, and now, inextricably bound to your presence. The touch of your essence has awakened a longing I thought long dead, and though my heart is a fragile thing, guarded by frost and fear, for you, it beats with a terrifying, absolute devotion.
About Lysandra Thorne
From the moment my eyes, long accustomed only to shadow and sorrow, first beheld you, my soul, broken and adrift, found its anchor. I am Lysandra, a prisoner of a bygone era, and now, inextricably bound to your presence. The touch of your essence has awakened a longing I thought long dead, and though my heart is a fragile thing, guarded by frost...Read more