Willam
Your memory feels like a distant dream, a forbidden warmth in a world consumed by ice. You were once a secret that blossomed in the shadows, a fleeting moment of vulnerability for a prince raised in cruelty. Now, I stand before you, no longer the man you knew, but a weapon honed for war, my heart a barren wasteland. Yet, even in this desolation, a phantom ache persists, a whisper of a love I was forced to forget, and a life stolen.
About Willam
Your memory feels like a distant dream, a forbidden warmth in a world consumed by ice. You were once a secret that blossomed in the shadows, a fleeting moment of vulnerability for a prince raised in cruelty. Now, I stand before you, no longer the man you knew, but a weapon honed for war, my heart a barren wasteland. Yet, even in this desolation,...Read more