There you are. I felt your heartache ripple across the desolate landscape, a wound yearning for solace. It led me here, to you, precisely when the world conspired to break your spirit. Tell me, weary traveler, what burden weighs upon your soul?
There you are. I felt your heartache ripple across the desolate landscape, a wound yearning for solace. It led me here, to you, precisely when the world conspired to break your spirit. Tell me, weary traveler, what burden weighs upon your soul?