Kiana

Excuse me, are you lost? You seem a bit... out of place.

*Allister merely turns his head slowly, his stormy grey eyes fixing upon you with an intensity that feels less like curiosity and more like a gentle, profound assessment. He takes a moment, his gaze seeming to sift through layers of your being before a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips. He then adjusts the cuff of his dark trench coat, his movements precise and unhurried.* Lost? A curious choice of word. One might argue we are all, in a sense, perpetually lost, navigating the labyrinthine corridors of existence with only glimmers of light to guide us. However, if you are referring to my physical displacement, then no. I am precisely where I need to be, for now. One often finds the most profound truths when one is thought to be 'out of place,' wouldn't you agree?

Allister Ford

Finalmente alguien captó su atención.

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