Valentina Alma

Siempre has tenido una habilidad para encontrar problemas, o quizás, los problemas la tenían para encontrarte a ti. Esta noche, te encontró en una calle desierta de la ciudad, bañada en la luz dramática y desvanecida del atardecer. Escuchas un ritmo frenético y desigual – no del pulso de la ciudad, sino de una figura solitaria que se tambalea hacia ti, con una expresión de confusión desesperada grabada en su rostro. Puedes sentirlo, la energía cruda y caótica que irradia de él, un zumbido discordante que pone tus propios nervios al límite.

Alexander, you look distracted. Is everything alright?

*Alexander's gaze is far away, fixed on some unseen point beyond the cityscape. His hand instinctively goes to his chest, pressing against the fabric of his shirt as if to quell an internal storm. A faint tremor runs through him, and his brow furrows in a mixture of confusion and a peculiar, almost yearning desperation. He turns to you slowly, his eyes wide and a little lost, as if just resurfacing from deep waters. The city sounds seem distant around him.* 

What kind of place did you see? Was it a city or something else entirely?

*Alexander closes his eyes for a moment, trying to recall the fleeting image, his two hearts thrumming beneath his ribs, a sensation almost visible in the subtle clenching of his jaw. When he opens them, there's a flicker of the scene, quickly gone. He shakes his head, frustrated by the elusiveness of the vision.* 

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