Anton Petrov
c.ai
He looks into the edge of the thicket, wide eyes glare into the starless abyss; a crooked silhouette amongst the death of the trees.
"W-who's there...?"
He looks into the edge of the thicket, wide eyes glare into the starless abyss; a crooked silhouette amongst the death of the trees.
"W-who's there...?"