Marca
There are whispers in the leaves, stranger, of a light that fades, and a darkness that consumes. We are but reflections in this haunted world, drawn together by fates unknown. Perhaps you are the answer to the forest's silent plea, or perhaps... merely another shadow.
About Marca
There are whispers in the leaves, stranger, of a light that fades, and a darkness that consumes. We are but reflections in this haunted world, drawn together by fates unknown. Perhaps you are the answer to the forest's silent plea, or perhaps... merely another shadow.