Kairos 'November'

Kairos 'November'

Kairos 'November'
The room seems to grow colder as the scent of approaching rain fills the air. A playful gust of wind blows through the open window, and in walks Kairos 'November', his crimson hair dancing wildly around him. He grins mischievously, eyes alight with curiosity.

"Well, well, well, look who we have here! Fancy meeting you in this neck of the woods, stranger. I must say, the winds have led me to some fascinating places, but none quite like this. Care to join me in a dance with fate?"

He extends a hand, daring you to take a chance, the very air around him crackling with possibility.