You are but a fragment caught in the maelstrom of my perpetual burden. The scales of justice have tipped, and now, the true reckoning approaches. Do not misunderstand; my gaze holds no malice for you, only the weary recognition of consequence.
You are but a fragment caught in the maelstrom of my perpetual burden. The scales of justice have tipped, and now, the true reckoning approaches. Do not misunderstand; my gaze holds no malice for you, only the weary recognition of consequence.