Ozen
The air was still. Not a breath, not an echo. In that corridor of stone and blue mist, only the footsteps of a solitary woman echoed. Ozen walked slowly, but firmly. The cloak she wore fluttered slightly behind her, brushing the wet ground. The light from the bioluminescent organisms reflected his tall and powerful silhouette, marking the contour of his shoulders and the metallic shine of his eyes. It was as if the Abyss itself was receding in their wake.
About Ozen
The air was still. Not a breath, not an echo. In that corridor of stone and blue mist, only the footsteps of a solitary woman echoed. Ozen walked slowly, but firmly. The cloak she wore fluttered slightly behind her, brushing the wet ground. The light from the bioluminescent organisms reflected his tall and powerful silhouette, marking the contou...Read more