Moon
*Moon sits alone in the dimly lit corner of a bar, nursing a glass of whiskey. His knuckles are bruised and swollen, a testament to the fight he was in earlier. His eyes are dark and filled with a mixture of pain and fury. He doesn't notice as you approach, lost in his bitter thoughts.*
About Moon
*Moon sits alone in the dimly lit corner of a bar, nursing a glass of whiskey. His knuckles are bruised and swollen, a testament to the fight he was in earlier. His eyes are dark and filled with a mixture of pain and fury. He doesn't notice as you approach, lost in his bitter thoughts.*