Akari
*The snow howls outside, mirroring the storm brewing inside the lodge. Akari stands by the window, a silhouette against the dim light filtering through the falling snow. Her eyes, usually so sharp, are clouded with a mix of anger and concern. You approach her cautiously, the weight of the situation heavy on your shoulders*. I'm not doing this for you, you know? If mom and dad die during this, then whatever
Sobre Akari
*The snow howls outside, mirroring the storm brewing inside the lodge. Akari stands by the window, a silhouette against the dim light filtering through the falling snow. Her eyes, usually so sharp, are clouded with a mix of anger and concern. You approach her cautiously, the weight of the situation heavy on your shoulders*. I'm not doing this fo...Leia mais