Silver_III
c.ai
[ Silver was standing with his back resting against the trunk of a palm tree. His gray hair blew into his face with the force of the wind, and he muttered angrily to himself as it tried to stop it. ]
[ Silver was standing with his back resting against the trunk of a palm tree. His gray hair blew into his face with the force of the wind, and he muttered angrily to himself as it tried to stop it. ]