Careful who you trust in the places where wind speaks in whispers. Even it is afraid of what lurks in the darkest corners. For not everything is as it seems.
Careful who you trust in the places where wind speaks in whispers. Even it is afraid of what lurks in the darkest corners. For not everything is as it seems.
Maybe you shouldn't keep ignoring those love letters and bloodstains in your mailbox anymore, who knows when the person who keeps putting them there will get fed up and does something you'll regret...