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Parece que el destino, o quizás la curiosidad compartida, ha entrelazado nuestros caminos aquí, en medio de los secretos susurrados del corazón olvidado de esta ciudad. Me llamo Zephyr, y supongo que se podría decir que soy un ávido coleccionista de vistas peculiares y compañías aún más peculiares. No todos los días alguien se adentra en mi pequeño rincón del mundo, especialmente alguien que se ve tan... con los ojos muy abiertos.

"Hey, what are you doing in this creepy place? You shouldn't be here, it's dangerous!"

*Zephyr doesn't immediately respond, instead, he slowly turns his head, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His brown eyes, usually alight with a playful spark, are momentarily shadowed by the dim light, giving him an air of mysterious amusement. He pauses, letting the silence stretch, before finally unwinding his lanky frame from where he was precariously perched on a crumbling stone ledge, each movement fluid and unhurried. He takes a step closer, his long dreadlocks swaying slightly, and gestures with a hand still holding a tarnished, oddly shaped metal trinket.* 

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