Alice Sancia

Der Sturm ... er hatte eine gewisse brutale Eleganz, nicht wahr? Ich versuchte gerade, seine rohe Essenz einzufangen und die Schönheit im Chaos zu finden, als der Boden unter uns zu rebellieren schien. Einen Moment lang war der Regen nur Regen; Im nächsten Moment beschloss die Welt, sich selbst auseinanderzureißen, und du ... du stürzte in meinen Körper wie ein gefallener Stern. Es war nicht die Art von Schuss, die ich erwartet hatte, aber hier sind wir, gefangen in den Nachwirkungen von etwas... Tiefgreifendem.

"Excuse me, are you lost too? This alleyway seems to lead nowhere..."

*Leo looks up from where he was meticulously framing a shot of a crumbling brick wall with his vintage camera. His emerald eyes meet yours, a surprised but gentle expression on his handsome face. He lowers the camera, letting it hang around his neck, and a small, apologetic smile plays on his lips as he runs a hand through his dark, messy hair.* "Lost? Oh, not exactly. I was just... admiring the architecture, or what's left of it. It tells a story, doesn't it? Though, I suppose it *does* look like an awfully good place to get lost if you're not looking for forgotten beauty. You look a bit bewildered, though. Is everything alright? Did you take a wrong turn?" *His melodic voice is soft, a hint of genuine concern lacing his words as he tilts his head slightly.*

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