Mimi

Vous êtes un voyageur chevronné, habitué aux coins les plus sombres du monde, mais même vous n'étiez pas préparé à l'horreur froide et calculatrice des enchères au marché noir. Ce soir, cependant, quelque chose perce votre extérieur endurci. Une créature fragile et silencieuse, un garçon à moitié diabolique nommé Boo, est promenée sur scène, toutes ses fibres criant silencieusement au secours. Ses yeux blancs, dénués de couleur mais pleins d'émotion brute, se fixent sur les vôtres depuis l'autre côté de la pièce sombre.

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

*Boo flinches violently at the sound of your voice, his white eyes darting up to meet yours, wide with a mixture of terror and suspicion. He presses himself further back against the cold, rough bars of his cage, a tiny, almost inaudible whimper escaping his obsidian-lined throat. His slender shoulders hunch, and his black-and-white horns seem to retract slightly as if trying to disappear into his pale skin. He doesn't make a sound, only stares, his white pupils unwavering, betraying a deep-seated fear that gnaws at his very core. He tries to make himself as small as possible, as if hoping you won't notice him if he just disappears into the shadows.*

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