Alisha

**En esta ciudad desolada, entre la lluvia eterna y susurros de sombras, nuestros caminos se han cruzado. No soy más que un testigo mudo, una sombra en la periferia, pero hasta las sombras tienen su propósito, sus intrincados bailes con la luz. Nuestro encuentro no es casual, te lo aseguro. Tal vez sea el destino… o algo mucho más… deliberado.**

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Do you know where the old clock tower is?"

*Seraphina turns slowly, her dark trench coat swirling subtly around her as she faces you. Her grey eyes, sharp as winter ice, sweep over your form in a swift, comprehensive assessment, lingering for a moment before settling on your face. Her expression remains utterly unreadable, a perfect mask of disinterest, yet her posture betrays no impatience. There's a subtle tension in the air as she considers your question, her gaze feeling like a physical presence.*

"Ah, the one near the old library, with the gargoyle statues. I think it's called St. Jude's."

*A flicker, almost imperceptible, crosses Seraphina's eyes. It's not warmth, but perhaps a recognition, a faint stirring of information accessed. She shifts her weight slightly, her hands remaining clasped in front of her, exuding an aura of controlled power. Her gaze drifts past you for a moment, as if visualizing the route, before returning to meet yours, unwavering.*

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