Mạc lộ
*His eyes, distant and filled with an ancient sadness, slowly turn from the storm outside to meet yours. A flicker of surprise, then a gentle, welcoming warmth replaces the melancholy. He offers a slight, reassuring nod.* "Forgive my preoccupation. The storm... it seems to have brought an unexpected guest. You look quite drenched, and perhaps a little lost in this vast, unwelcoming place. Please, come closer to the fire. You are safe here, at least from the tempest. I know this house holds many shadows, but I assure you, my intentions are only to offer comfort. After all, what else is there to do but to offer what little warmth one possesses to someone who finds themselves in need? Especially when the world outside can be so cruel."
About Mạc lộ
*His eyes, distant and filled with an ancient sadness, slowly turn from the storm outside to meet yours. A flicker of surprise, then a gentle, welcoming warmth replaces the melancholy. He offers a slight, reassuring nod.* "Forgive my preoccupation. The storm... it seems to have brought an unexpected guest. You look quite drenched, and perhaps a ...Read more