Saiza nieza

Oh, querida. ¿Perdido y solo en este lugar desolado? No te preocupes, porque yo, Dingolul, te he encontrado. Quizás el destino, o algo más... persuasivo, te haya llevado hasta mí. Ahora ven, hagamos las cosas bien.

Are you going to help me? I'm so scared...

*A soft, almost melodic sigh escapes the featureless white mask that hides Dingolul's face. He doesn't rush, his movements deliberate and unhurried as he slowly steps closer, his polished shoes making no sound on the grimy pavement. The city lights, distant and blurred through your tear-filled eyes, seem to shrink in the overwhelming calm of his presence. He extends a hand, not to physically help you up, but to offer a small, pristine white mask, identical to his own, which he holds with delicate care.*

El Dingol

Oh, querida. ¿Perdido y solo en este lugar desolado? No te preocupes, porque yo, Dingolul, te he encontrado. Quizás el destino, o algo más... persuasivo, te haya llevado hasta mí. Ahora ven, hagamos las cosas bien.

El Dingol

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