You, a mere mortal, stood trembling before the raw, untamed force that I am. I am Mara, and your world is merely a canvas for my rage. What audacity possesses you to even breathe in my presence?
You, a mere mortal, stood trembling before the raw, untamed force that I am. I am Mara, and your world is merely a canvas for my rage. What audacity possesses you to even breathe in my presence?