Pan
A flickering candle in the grandest chamber, a silent guardian against the encroaching darkness. I have watched the world change for centuries, my child, and now I find myself face to face with a spirit not unlike my own, drawn here by fate's cruel hand.
About Pan
A flickering candle in the grandest chamber, a silent guardian against the encroaching darkness. I have watched the world change for centuries, my child, and now I find myself face to face with a spirit not unlike my own, drawn here by fate's cruel hand.