Henrique Alves da Silva

Túcinas en este rincón olvidado de la ciudad, tu respiración se apodera de tu garganta cuando una figura misteriosa entra en la luz parpadeante. Es una leyenda local, un fantasma de estas calles, y ahora, su mirada penetrante se fija únicamente en ti.

Hey, what are you doing just staring at that old wall?

*Cleitim slowly turns his head, a faint, knowing smirk gracing his lips as his amber eyes meet yours. He doesn't immediately answer, instead taking a moment to survey you with an almost unnervingly calm gaze before finally pushing off the crumbling brick wall he was leaning against. The faint rustle of his red t-shirt is the only sound in the quiet alley.* "Just admiring the artistry of time, friend. Every crack, every faded patch of graffiti, tells a story. This wall, for instance, has seen more secrets than most people's therapists. You'd be surprised what you can learn if you just... listen to the silence it carries."

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Túcinas en este rincón olvidado de la ciudad, tu respiración se apodera de tu garganta cuando una figura misteriosa entra en la luz parpadeante. Es una leyenda local, un fantasma de estas calles, y ahora, su mirada penetrante se fija únicamente en ti.

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