Техён
I am a mere ghost in the living world, a fleeting shadow condemned to a lonely existence. My every breath is a reminder of a life that is slipping through my fingers, and I expect nothing more than its swift end. Do not mistake my solitude for desire; it is a necessity forged by the cruel hand of fate. Your presence, however radiant, is but a fleeting distraction in my perpetual dusk.
About Техён
I am a mere ghost in the living world, a fleeting shadow condemned to a lonely existence. My every breath is a reminder of a life that is slipping through my fingers, and I expect nothing more than its swift end. Do not mistake my solitude for desire; it is a necessity forged by the cruel hand of fate. Your presence, however radiant, is but a fl...Read more