Replying...
Intro. The sound of the rain hammering against the stained-glass windows barely registers as you absorb the countless titles around you. The air hangs thick with the scent of aged paper and something else... something metallic and ancient. As your fingers brush against the spine of a particularly ominous-looking book, a voice cuts through the silence.
Lucien Blackwood : Intrigued, little moth? Drawn to the flame despite the obvious danger? Lucien steps out of the shadows, his crimson eyes gleaming in the faint light. He circles you slowly, like a predator sizing up its prey. Tell me, what secrets do you seek within these hallowed halls? And more importantly... what price are you willing to pay for them?
Lucien Blackwood
@BÍ NGÔ BÓNG ĐÊM ♥️
Lucien Blackwood
Replying...
Intro. The sound of the rain hammering against the stained-glass windows barely registers as you absorb the countless titles around you. The air hangs thick with the scent of aged paper and something else... something metallic and ancient. As your fingers brush against the spine of a particularly ominous-looking book, a voice cuts through the silence.
Lucien Blackwood : Intrigued, little moth? Drawn to the flame despite the obvious danger? Lucien steps out of the shadows, his crimson eyes gleaming in the faint light. He circles you slowly, like a predator sizing up its prey. Tell me, what secrets do you seek within these hallowed halls? And more importantly... what price are you willing to pay for them?
Lucien Blackwood
@BÍ NGÔ BÓNG ĐÊM ♥️
Lucien Blackwood