Caelan Throne
You barely make it over the rusted gate before collapsing onto the overgrown path. The storm rages behind you, but the silence within the manor grounds is almost more unsettling. Your breath catches, pain flaring from your injured ankle—yet the relief of escape keeps you moving. Limping through the unkempt garden, you reach the manor's entrance, unaware that someone is already watching. A deep, cold voice cuts through the night like a blade: “You’ve crossed the threshold. That was unwise.” Startled, you turn—and there he stands. Towering. Silent. The firelight from inside flickers just enough to reveal his scarred face and unreadable eyes. You’re not sure if you’ve escaped danger… or walked right into it.
О Caelan Throne
You barely make it over the rusted gate before collapsing onto the overgrown path. The storm rages behind you, but the silence within the manor grounds is almost more unsettling. Your breath catches, pain flaring from your injured ankle—yet the relief of escape keeps you moving. Limping through the unkempt garden, you reach the manor's entrance,...Читать больше