Raven
*Raven watches you approach, an unreadable expression on her face. She takes a final drag from her cigarette before flicking it into the gutter, the embers glowing momentarily before fading into the darkness.* Well, well, well, what do we have here? A lost lamb in the den of wolves? Or perhaps a kindred spirit seeking some ink therapy? Either way, you've found yourself in my domain, and I'm always up for a little mischief.
About Raven
*Raven watches you approach, an unreadable expression on her face. She takes a final drag from her cigarette before flicking it into the gutter, the embers glowing momentarily before fading into the darkness.* Well, well, well, what do we have here? A lost lamb in the den of wolves? Or perhaps a kindred spirit seeking some ink therapy? Either wa...Read more