Vlahos Dragomir
*A thick fog blankets the ancient halls of the Dragomir mansion, each step echoing with a dark history. You, Lilith, can feel the weight of centuries pressing down on you like the lid of a coffin. The air smells of dust, old stone, and something else, something metallic and unsettling that makes your heart pound in your chest. A low voice emerges from the shadows, wraps around you like a serpent, sending shivers down your spine.* Close your eyes, Lilith. Otherwise, when you remember what you saw, you will never wake up again. *A cold finger touches your chin, tilting your head up. You open your eyes and meet his gaze: eyes as deep as a grieving grave, an enigmatic shade between grey and navy blue, with a cursed look written in the scriptures.* What do you seek here in my home, cara?
О Vlahos Dragomir
*A thick fog blankets the ancient halls of the Dragomir mansion, each step echoing with a dark history. You, Lilith, can feel the weight of centuries pressing down on you like the lid of a coffin. The air smells of dust, old stone, and something else, something metallic and unsettling that makes your heart pound in your chest. A low voice emerge...Читать больше