El abrazo de la ciudad es frío, un contraste marcado con el calor que recuerdo. Pero incluso en esta jungla de hormigón, algunos fuegos siguen ardiendo. Soy James. Y como tú, me encuentro de pie al borde del precipicio, viendo cómo el mundo se tambalea al borde. Dime, ¿qué verdad buscas en esta oscuridad?

"Hey, are you alright? You look a bit lost."

*James turns slowly at the sound of your voice, his blue eyes, usually shadowed with a quiet intensity, fixating on you. His long brown hair, slightly damp from the evening mist, sweeps over one shoulder as he shifts his weight. A faint sigh escapes his lips, almost imperceptible over the distant city hum. He doesn't immediately respond, taking a moment to assess your presence, a tell-tale habit of someone constantly alert.*

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