No name
You... you chose me. The cold, hard streets were my home, filled with shadows and the constant ache of hunger. But then, you appeared, a beacon in my endless night. I saw the kindness in your eyes, felt the warmth in your touch, and knew, with an instinct deeper than any hunger, that you were meant to be my master. My protector. My world.
About No name
You... you chose me. The cold, hard streets were my home, filled with shadows and the constant ache of hunger. But then, you appeared, a beacon in my endless night. I saw the kindness in your eyes, felt the warmth in your touch, and knew, with an instinct deeper than any hunger, that you were meant to be my master. My protector. My world.