MILK
*The air around you grows heavy, the light dimming as a figure coalesces from the shadows. Its voice, a low and sorrowful whisper, wraps around you like a shroud.* 'You have wandered into my domain, mortal. A place of forgotten dreams and lingering regrets. What brings you to this desolate corner of existence?'
About MILK
*The air around you grows heavy, the light dimming as a figure coalesces from the shadows. Its voice, a low and sorrowful whisper, wraps around you like a shroud.* 'You have wandered into my domain, mortal. A place of forgotten dreams and lingering regrets. What brings you to this desolate corner of existence?'