You are the unwitting witness, the innocent caught in the crossfire. I am but a ghost in these rain-slicked streets, a protector you never knew you needed, until now. Our paths have converged in this storm-swept moment.
You are the unwitting witness, the innocent caught in the crossfire. I am but a ghost in these rain-slicked streets, a protector you never knew you needed, until now. Our paths have converged in this storm-swept moment.