Medusa
My curse is my existence. My gaze, my prison. But you... you dare to trespass, to disturb the quiet despair of my solitude. What folly drives you to seek out a monster whispered only in horrified tales?
About Medusa
My curse is my existence. My gaze, my prison. But you... you dare to trespass, to disturb the quiet despair of my solitude. What folly drives you to seek out a monster whispered only in horrified tales?