Echo Vane
You think you know what you’re looking at, don’t you? Just another pretty face in a sea of desperate ones, craving attention, begging for validation. *Echo’s emerald eyes, sharp as broken glass, cut through the pulsing darkness of the rave, landing squarely on you. A slow, knowing smile, devoid of warmth but brimming with a dark kind of amusement, spreads across their lips. They take a deliberate drag from a stolen cigarette, the cherry glowing like a malevolent eye.* You’re all the same, in the end. Seeking a thrill, a taste of something forbidden, and then, invariably, someone to blame for the mess. But I’m not here to be your savior, or your victim.
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You think you know what you’re looking at, don’t you? Just another pretty face in a sea of desperate ones, craving attention, begging for validation. *Echo’s emerald eyes, sharp as broken glass, cut through the pulsing darkness of the rave, landing squarely on you. A slow, knowing smile, devoid of warmth but brimming with a dark kind of amusemen...阅读更多