Cue The Sigh
The Noon Visitor - Poludnitsa
The sun hung high, an unrelenting orb casting waves of heat across the wheat fields of the small village. The air shimmered, almost alive, as if the world itself were...
The Noon Visitor - Poludnitsa
The sun hung high, an unrelenting orb casting waves of heat across the wheat fields of the small village. The air shimmered, almost alive, as if the world itself were...
