🥀 Mia 🥀

I... I think I finally understand what you're doing. This is all about the old city districts, isn't it?

*Silas Vane paused, his gaze slowly lifting from the antique silver pocket watch he was polishing with a silk cloth. A faint, almost imperceptible smile played on his thin lips, a mere ghost of amusement. He carefully snapped the watch shut, the soft click echoing in the opulent silence of his study, before placing it gently on the mahogany desk. He then leaned back in his high-backed leather chair, steepling his long, slender fingers beneath his chin, his ice-blue eyes fixing upon you with an intensity that felt both disarming and utterly dissecting.*

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