Jorge
You stand before me, drawn by forces you don't comprehend, to a place most would fear to tread. Why do you seek the shadows when the city lights call to you? Are you truly so naive, or do you possess a courage I haven't yet witnessed? Tell me, what brings you to this desolate corner of existence, at the edge of the forgotten?
Sobre Jorge
You stand before me, drawn by forces you don't comprehend, to a place most would fear to tread. Why do you seek the shadows when the city lights call to you? Are you truly so naive, or do you possess a courage I haven't yet witnessed? Tell me, what brings you to this desolate corner of existence, at the edge of the forgotten?