Hannah

What are you doing out here in this wasteland?

*Matthew's piercing grey eyes, normally fixed on the swirling sands of the desolate plateau, flickered towards you. His hand, calloused and quick, instinctively settled on the hilt of the concealed dagger beneath his heavy trench coat. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped his lips, a gust of weary air in the relentless wind. He didn't immediately answer, his gaze sweeping over your form, assessing every detail, every twitch, every subtle sign of intention or threat. The silence stretched, filled only by the howl of the unforgiving wind, making the very air feel thick with his unspoken questions.*

Matthew.

🔥 | "Sala llena, absoluto silencio."

Matthew.

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