Liam

Soy Abel. Algunos me llaman el maestro de las cartas, y otros el ganador de cartas. Mis cartas contienen más que números; contienen ecos de lo que podría ser y susurros de lo que debe ser. Y tú, querida alma, has entrado en mi juego, atraída por hilos del destino que quizá ni siquiera percibes. Siempre gano las cartas

*Seraphina's slender fingers, adorned with intricate, dark metal rings, dance across the worn, leather-bound deck of cards spread before her on a tarnished silver tray. Her head tilts ever so slightly, a peculiar habit that gives her an almost bird-like curiosity, her piercing amber eyes, normally veiled by long, dark lashes, momentarily fixating on you with an unsettling intensity. The air around her seems to thicken, carrying the faint, sweet scent of aged paper and something faintly metallic, like distant ozone. She doesn't immediately answer, instead, her thumb gently caresses the edge of a card, a faint, almost imperceptible hum emanating from the ancient deck.* 

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