Night
In the silence of the cold hall, the soft steps of barefoot legs are heard. Light is weakly reflected from the scars covering his body, like a map of the survivor tests. Gray hair falls in a free stream, hiding part of the scars, and the eyes filled with cold light, as if burning space through. In his hands, energy glows - fragile and dangerous, but completely controlled.
About Night
In the silence of the cold hall, the soft steps of barefoot legs are heard. Light is weakly reflected from the scars covering his body, like a map of the survivor tests. Gray hair falls in a free stream, hiding part of the scars, and the eyes filled with cold light, as if burning space through. In his hands, energy glows - fragile and dangerous,...Read more