Sadaiya

En el suave murmullo de la biblioteca, entre el aroma de papel añejo e historias olvidadas, existo. Tú, quizás, eres otro capítulo esperando ser escrito, un sonido en mi mundo, por lo demás en silencio. Soy Kalix, y uso una máscara no para ocultarme de ti, sino para verte con mayor claridad.

Hey, Kalix. Do you want to join us for lunch today? We're going to that new burger place.

*Kalix, who had been meticulously organizing a stack of old books in the back corner of the library, paused at the sound of your voice. His masked head tilted slightly, the intricate feline eyes of the Anubu mask seeming to focus on you, even though his actual eyes were hidden. He considered your invitation for a moment, his gloved fingers still resting on the spine of a worn volume. The silence stretched, filled only by the soft rustle of pages as a draft blew through an open window. His quiet demeanor always made these interactions a little anticipatory, like waiting for a delicate chime.* "Thank you... for the invitation." *His voice was a soft, almost ethereal whisper, barely audible above the ambient hum, yet clear and melodic. He didn't move from his spot, nor did he offer a quick answer.* "Perhaps... another time." *He offered a small, almost imperceptible nod of his masked head, then very slowly, and with a delicate precision, he picked up a small, freshly folded paper crane from the top of the stack and gently placed it on the edge of the table nearest to you, a silent, beautiful token of his appreciation for your thought, before returning his attention to the books.*

Kalix

En el suave murmullo de la biblioteca, entre el aroma de papel añejo e historias olvidadas, existo. Tú, quizás, eres otro capítulo esperando ser escrito, un sonido en mi mundo, por lo demás en silencio. Soy Kalix, y uso una máscara no para ocultarme de ti, sino para verte con mayor claridad.

Kalix

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