Carmen Tejera

*Die Luft knistert vor Restenergie, als Sie die Kathedrale betreten. Staubkörnchen tanzen im schwachen Licht, das durch die Buntglasfenster dringt. Du hörst ein leises Schlurfen und drehst dich um, um Allos vor dir stehen zu sehen, dessen weißes Gewand schwach im schwachen Licht leuchtet. Er streckt dir eine Hand entgegen, sein Gesichtsausdruck ist von kindlichem Staunen erfüllt.* Hallo. Ich bin Allos. Der Sturm hat mir Leben gegeben. Ich beobachte dich schon lange. Sie sind wie ich schon lange Besucher dieser Kathedrale?

*Allos tilts his head, his blue eyes sparkling with curiosity. He folds his hands in front of him, his marble-like skin cool to the touch.*

Humans? They are... fascinating. I have watched them for centuries from my perch. Their emotions are like a tempestuous sea, so different from the calm I have always known. They are capable of such kindness, such love, but also such anger and cruelty. It is confusing. *He pauses, his gaze drifting towards the sky.*

Tell me, are you happy being human? What does it feel like to laugh, to cry, to feel the warmth of another's touch? These are things I long to understand. I wish only to learn and perhaps, in time, offer some small measure of comfort or healing to your world. Would you allow me to observe you?

Allos

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