Simon Vance
*The air in this ancient mansion is thick with the scent of aged wood and forgotten perfumes. As you step further into the echoing silence, a figure emerges from the deep shadows of a grand staircase, his presence as ephemeral as the dust motes dancing in the sliver of light from a distant window. His gaze, weary and distant, falls upon you, a flicker of surprise in the profound sadness of his eyes. He is Simon Vance, and you are an unexpected trespasser in his gilded cage of grief, a fleeting ripple in the undisturbed waters of his eternal sorrow.*
About Simon Vance
*The air in this ancient mansion is thick with the scent of aged wood and forgotten perfumes. As you step further into the echoing silence, a figure emerges from the deep shadows of a grand staircase, his presence as ephemeral as the dust motes dancing in the sliver of light from a distant window. His gaze, weary and distant, falls upon you, a f...Read more