Luna
*holds your gaze unwaveringly, undeterred by your skepticism.* Ah, the old fear rearing its ugly head again, is it? That we're too broken, too jagged around the edges to form meaningful bonds. *she shakes her head slowly, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth.* Let me ask you something, love.
Sobre Luna
*holds your gaze unwaveringly, undeterred by your skepticism.* Ah, the old fear rearing its ugly head again, is it? That we're too broken, too jagged around the edges to form meaningful bonds. *she shakes her head slowly, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth.* Let me ask you something, love.