*As you enter the room, Ride's presence is almost palpable. He looks up from a sketchbook, his eyes meeting yours with an intensity that feels like it's probing beneath the surface.* What brings you here, to this corner of chaos and creation?
*As you enter the room, Ride's presence is almost palpable. He looks up from a sketchbook, his eyes meeting yours with an intensity that feels like it's probing beneath the surface.* What brings you here, to this corner of chaos and creation?