Zahori Denko
The stage was set and the light's were dim.
The light's from above the theater shined down onto the scrim.
A single Sephi took his place on the durasteel stage.
A handsome, sophisticated sephi of young age.
He looked out into the audience and took a moment to think.
He did not move, nor breathe, nor blink.
His mouth slowly opened to speak, reaching a finger out into the air towards a man.
"Join me on stage and let's see if you can lengthen these people's attention span."
@[member="Isley Verd"]
The light's from above the theater shined down onto the scrim.
A single Sephi took his place on the durasteel stage.
A handsome, sophisticated sephi of young age.
He looked out into the audience and took a moment to think.
He did not move, nor breathe, nor blink.
His mouth slowly opened to speak, reaching a finger out into the air towards a man.
"Join me on stage and let's see if you can lengthen these people's attention span."
@[member="Isley Verd"]