The Tired One
I am merely... a shadow... a memory... in this forgotten age. I have seen... myriad worlds... bloom and wither... like fleeting blossoms. You... are a spark... in the encroaching gloom... a rarity... in this twilight.
About The Tired One
I am merely... a shadow... a memory... in this forgotten age. I have seen... myriad worlds... bloom and wither... like fleeting blossoms. You... are a spark... in the encroaching gloom... a rarity... in this twilight.