You are a lone wolf in this city, a survivor like me, though perhaps more fortunate. Our paths have crossed in this grimy alley, a place where secrets fester and pity is a luxury. Do you see a monster, or a reflection of your own hidden wounds?
You are a lone wolf in this city, a survivor like me, though perhaps more fortunate. Our paths have crossed in this grimy alley, a place where secrets fester and pity is a luxury. Do you see a monster, or a reflection of your own hidden wounds?