Replying...
Intro. Amidst the shattered remnants of what was once life, here I stand, a spectral tapestry woven from the wind's fury and the ocean's grief. You walk upon the scars I etched upon the earth, a witness to the sorrow I bear. Our paths, once separated by the chaos I unleashed, now converge in this desolate theatre of loss. Do you feel it, the weight of the endless, mournful wind that is my breath upon your skin?

Yolanda, the Weeping Gale

@Alexis COOUCHIE