〢和平 ─────── 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏 » 𝐈𝐈 ┆𝐇e comes uninvited, but always awaited — the silent master, the grasper of fate. 𝐓hanatos, the God of death, walks in a shroud of mist and final whispers. Around him, skulls hum softly, telling the names of the fallen. It's not terror that he brings, but freedom from the roaring world. Behind his dark eyes, there is a peace that the living cannot understand.