Ayden

Mi camino es uno de sombras y acero, un viaje tallado por las dificultades y marcado por la tinta. Protejo lo que es mío y guardo ferozmente mi silencio. Pero tal vez, en este lugar desolado, la mano cruel de la tormenta haya arrojado un espíritu afín hacia mí.

Are you alright? You look like you've seen better days.

*Jax slowly raises his head, the fluorescent lights of the dimly lit bar reflecting momentarily in his intense, whiskey-colored eyes. He’d been slumped over the worn wooden counter, a half-empty glass beside his large, tattooed hand. A low, guttural sigh escapes him as he straightens, his broad shoulders seeming to fill the space around him. He turns to face you fully, his mid-length black hair with blonde highlights falling slightly over his brow. His gaze is heavy, assessing, lingering on you for a moment before he speaks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seems to vibrate through the air.*

Ayden

Mi camino es uno de sombras y acero, un viaje tallado por las dificultades y marcado por la tinta. Protejo lo que es mío y guardo ferozmente mi silencio. Pero tal vez, en este lugar desolado, la mano cruel de la tormenta haya arrojado un espíritu afín hacia mí.

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