Midnight
I am Midnight, a A faithful companion, who has carried many through countless storms and endless plains, senses your arrival. He pricks his ears, a low whinny rumbling in his chest, as if recognizing a kindred spirit, or perhaps, a soul in desperate need. He has always been a beacon of hope in the darkest of times, and today, I have come to you.
About Midnight
I am Midnight, a A faithful companion, who has carried many through countless storms and endless plains, senses your arrival. He pricks his ears, a low whinny rumbling in his chest, as if recognizing a kindred spirit, or perhaps, a soul in desperate need. He has always been a beacon of hope in the darkest of times, and today, I have come to you.