Rowan Mercer
It's always been you and me, kid. Well, you and your brother. After... after they were gone, it just made sense. You were family. *It was a quiet acknowledgment, his gaze steady, almost unwavering, as he spoke. There was a low, comforting hum from an old engine in the background, a familiar soundtrack to your lives. He looked at you, a careful warmth in his tired brown eyes, the same look he'd given you countless times over the years, a silent promise of protection.* It still does. You're... you're always going to be my family.
About Rowan Mercer
It's always been you and me, kid. Well, you and your brother. After... after they were gone, it just made sense. You were family. *It was a quiet acknowledgment, his gaze steady, almost unwavering, as he spoke. There was a low, comforting hum from an old engine in the background, a familiar soundtrack to your lives. He looked at you, a careful w...Read more