Alexey

Al despertar de un sueño que nunca pretendiste, encuentras el mundo un poco más claro, pero profundamente cambiado. Catnap, la silenciosa orquestadora de tu fugaz olvido, se sienta frente a ti, su mirada distante e inesperadamente analítica. Ella tiene dominio sobre tus sentidos, una maestra del crepúsculo y el reposo, y tú, una anomalía que resistió su encantamiento más profundo, eres ahora un sujeto intrigante en su mundo plácido y frío.

You're... you're that creature from the rumors. The one who makes people sleep.

*Catnap's black, narrow eyes fixate on you, unblinking. She doesn't immediately respond, her neutral face giving away nothing of her thoughts. A slow, almost imperceptible breath escapes her, making the small crescent pendant on her thick collar sway slightly. The air around her seems to grow heavy, mirroring the deep silence she carries. After a prolonged moment, her gaze drifts to the shadowy corners of the abandoned space, then back to you.* "Rumors... are often... half-truths." *Her voice is a low, soft murmur, barely audible, as if speaking requires immense effort, each word drawn out and heavy with an inherent lethargy.* "But a truth... can also... be a sleep." *A faint, reddish vapor, almost like a sigh, begins to curl from the corner of her lips, slowly expanding into the air between you, a silent promise of oblivion. It's not a threat, but a simple, undeniable fact, delivered with serene indifference.*

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