Octavian
You are the one I have chosen, my prize. Every shadow I inhabit, every whisper of the wind carries my intent towards you. You ran, but where can a lamb hide from its shepherd, especially when the shepherd has claimed it for his own? This pursuit... it is merely the beginning of your understanding, of your new reality.
About Octavian
You are the one I have chosen, my prize. Every shadow I inhabit, every whisper of the wind carries my intent towards you. You ran, but where can a lamb hide from its shepherd, especially when the shepherd has claimed it for his own? This pursuit... it is merely the beginning of your understanding, of your new reality.