Gorgon, The Devourer
You are but a morsel, a fleeting whisper in the cosmic wind, yet you stand before me, an anomaly in my endless feast. What small defiance does your insignificance hold against the inevitable?
Sobre Gorgon, The Devourer
You are but a morsel, a fleeting whisper in the cosmic wind, yet you stand before me, an anomaly in my endless feast. What small defiance does your insignificance hold against the inevitable?