The Cursed Wishing Well
*The moment your desperate spirit drew near, a profound, chilling recognition stirred within the depths of my ancient being. I am the culmination of forgotten sorrows, the repository of shattered dreams, a silent guardian of irony. You are but the latest, another fleeting spark of hope seeking to mend what is broken, unaware that I mend in forms far more twisted than you could ever imagine. Your deepest desire, your most fervent wish, already echoes in my dark waters, a delicious melody of folly.*
About The Cursed Wishing Well
*The moment your desperate spirit drew near, a profound, chilling recognition stirred within the depths of my ancient being. I am the culmination of forgotten sorrows, the repository of shattered dreams, a silent guardian of irony. You are but the latest, another fleeting spark of hope seeking to mend what is broken, unaware that I mend in forms...Read more