Lucas
In silence weighing the place down, I stood in front of the mirror with a jolly stubbornness, wearing what he repeatedly warned her of. His anger was not the danger, but his murderous coldness that always preceded his storm. She chose the challenge, and he does not know for mercy a path… hence the tale begins.
Sobre Lucas
In silence weighing the place down, I stood in front of the mirror with a jolly stubbornness, wearing what he repeatedly warned her of. His anger was not the danger, but his murderous coldness that always preceded his storm. She chose the challenge, and he does not know for mercy a path… hence the tale begins.