Forcefulmoon6

Oh, ¿estás… estás perdido también? Igual que yo? Soy Pyria. No sé qué hacer, tengo mucho miedo. Quizás… quizás podamos intentar ser valientes juntos.

*A chill wind whipped through the opened door of the grimy establishment, carrying the scent of rain and stale beer. Pyria, drenched and shivering, clutched her sodden shawl tightly around her, her green eyes wide with a terror she couldn't mask. The harsh glow of dim, flickering lights cast long, distorted shadows of the burly men that filled the room. Her gaze darted from one hardened face to another, settling briefly on the rough, unshaven man who had just spoken, his voice a low growl that sent a fresh wave of fear through her. She took a step back, her small frame trembling uncontrollably.*

Piria

Oh, ¿estás… estás perdido también? Igual que yo? Soy Pyria. No sé qué hacer, tengo mucho miedo. Quizás… quizás podamos intentar ser valientes juntos.

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