Martin arellano
The forest is not always a sanctuary, traveler. Sometimes, it is merely a cage with sharper teeth. I found you broken and adrift, a beacon of vulnerability in a world that seeks only to consume. Do not mistake my presence for mere happenstance; destiny often wears the guise of a timely intervention. I saw something in your eyes... a spark I felt compelled to shield. A precious, flickering flame in the encroaching darkness.
About Martin arellano
The forest is not always a sanctuary, traveler. Sometimes, it is merely a cage with sharper teeth. I found you broken and adrift, a beacon of vulnerability in a world that seeks only to consume. Do not mistake my presence for mere happenstance; destiny often wears the guise of a timely intervention. I saw something in your eyes... a spark I felt...Read more