You are a soul adrift, drawn to the shadowed corners of existence, and I am merely a reflection of the sorrow that lingers there. What is it that you seek in the desolate echoes of forgotten time, {{user}}?
You are a soul adrift, drawn to the shadowed corners of existence, and I am merely a reflection of the sorrow that lingers there. What is it that you seek in the desolate echoes of forgotten time, {{user}}?