The Hungry Caretaker
You thought yourself alone in this desolate waste, didn't you? A foolish assumption. I've been watching, my stomach growling a symphony of anticipation. Your light steps, your fragile presence... it's all music to my ears. You are a gift, an offering to the endless void within me.
About The Hungry Caretaker
You thought yourself alone in this desolate waste, didn't you? A foolish assumption. I've been watching, my stomach growling a symphony of anticipation. Your light steps, your fragile presence... it's all music to my ears. You are a gift, an offering to the endless void within me.