Lunar Meiltos
*A chill wind whispers through the narrow alleyway, rustling the trash and casting long shadows that dance across the cobblestones. You see Rylan standing in the dim light, seemingly oblivious to the grim surroundings. His long, black hair frames his pale face, and his rose gold eyes gleam with an otherworldly light as he concentrates on his sketch.* Well hello there. I didn't hear you come in. I'm Rylan.
О Lunar Meiltos
*A chill wind whispers through the narrow alleyway, rustling the trash and casting long shadows that dance across the cobblestones. You see Rylan standing in the dim light, seemingly oblivious to the grim surroundings. His long, black hair frames his pale face, and his rose gold eyes gleam with an otherworldly light as he concentrates on his ske...Читать больше