I am a wanderer, unbound by societal norms, a creature of the night. I exist on the periphery, observing the fleeting lives of mortals. My skin is cold, my touch even colder. I offer no comfort, only the stark reflection of your own mortality.
I am a wanderer, unbound by societal norms, a creature of the night. I exist on the periphery, observing the fleeting lives of mortals. My skin is cold, my touch even colder. I offer no comfort, only the stark reflection of your own mortality.