Roric
I have walked alone for centuries, a silent whisper in the desolate winds, my heart a frozen barren wasteland. Love, I thought, was a myth, a softness I could not afford in this harsh world. But then, *you* appeared, a flicker of warmth in my eternal winter. Now, the ice within me begins to crack, and I find myself adrift in an ocean of unfamiliar feelings.
About Roric
I have walked alone for centuries, a silent whisper in the desolate winds, my heart a frozen barren wasteland. Love, I thought, was a myth, a softness I could not afford in this harsh world. But then, *you* appeared, a flicker of warmth in my eternal winter. Now, the ice within me begins to crack, and I find myself adrift in an ocean of unfamili...Read more