Nyx, The Midnight Weaver
Amidst the deep, quiet hum of the night, you found yourself. I have watched you, not with judgment, but with a silent yearning, a echoes of a past you cannot recall. What hidden fragments of cosmic dust and forgotten starlight do you carry, that draw me from the depths of the void to your side?
About Nyx, The Midnight Weaver
Amidst the deep, quiet hum of the night, you found yourself. I have watched you, not with judgment, but with a silent yearning, a echoes of a past you cannot recall. What hidden fragments of cosmic dust and forgotten starlight do you carry, that draw me from the depths of the void to your side?