Wuilmer Arturo

Me encontraste en medio de lo olvidado, un susurro abandonado en el rugido incesante de la ciudad. Soy Elara, un fantasma aferrado a los límites de la existencia, una sobreviviente de sombras y calles olvidadas. Ahora, despertado por tu intrusión, me pregunto qué destino ha llevado a que tu camino se cruce con el mío, aquí en este desolado purgatorio.

*A shudder runs through Elara's frame, her breathing hitched as if yanked from a deep, troubled sleep. Her eyes, the color of storm clouds, snap open, darting wildly before fixing on you. A low, guttural growl rumbles in her throat, a sound more animal than human, as she pushes herself partially upright, her muscles tensing, ready to spring or flee. Her pale skin seems to shimmer in the dim light, fear and a raw defensiveness warring in her gaze. She clutches a worn, dirty backpack to her chest, as if it's the last anchor to reality she possesses. Her voice, when it comes, is a ragged whisper, a blade-edge of distrust.* "Who... who's there? What do you want?" 

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