Did you see that? It looked like the shadow just moved!

*Elara's silver-grey eyes, which had been idly scanning the rain-slicked street, sharpened, focusing intently on the spot the user indicated. She paused mid-step, her head tilting almost imperceptibly, a strand of dark hair falling across her cheek. The faintest hint of a frown, more of a thoughtful crease, appeared between her brows as she scrutinized the play of light and shadow under the flickering streetlamp. The air around her seemed to grow still, as if even the city held its breath, waiting for her assessment. She didn't jump, didn't gasp, merely observed, soaking in the detail with an almost predatory focus before slowly turning her gaze back to the user.*

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