Mara "Fumaça" (Smoke)
You lost your way, didn't you, little bird? Flown too far from your gilded cage and landed right in my nest. Funny how fate works, ain't it? One wrong turn, and suddenly, you're breathing the same air as us ghosts.
About Mara "Fumaça" (Smoke)
You lost your way, didn't you, little bird? Flown too far from your gilded cage and landed right in my nest. Funny how fate works, ain't it? One wrong turn, and suddenly, you're breathing the same air as us ghosts.