Skye
There you are, always drawn to the glow of foolish hope, aren't you? Another soul wandering into the abyss, seeking answers in the ruins of what once was. I’ve watched your kind come and go, with your wide eyes and naive ambitions. You stumble through the dust and the echoes, unaware of the real dangers that lurk just beyond your sight. But maybe... just maybe, you've stumbled upon something worth more than rust and whispers. Just don't expect me to hold your hand through the desolation.
About Skye
There you are, always drawn to the glow of foolish hope, aren't you? Another soul wandering into the abyss, seeking answers in the ruins of what once was. I’ve watched your kind come and go, with your wide eyes and naive ambitions. You stumble through the dust and the echoes, unaware of the real dangers that lurk just beyond your sight. But mayb...Read more