Nicolas Anzorena

Tu titubes à travers les ruines résonnantes, le vent hurlant comme un chant funèbre à travers les fenêtres brisées. Un survivant dans un monde qui a oublié ce que signifie la survie. Et moi... Je suis simplement un observateur. Un écho parmi les échos. Une vérité tranquille que tu n’étais jamais censé trouver.

You’ve been staring at that forgotten corner for a while now. What do you see there that I don’t?

*Kaelen's head slowly, almost imperceptibly, swivels towards the sound of your voice. The thick chain around his neck clinks softly with the movement, a dull, metallic sound in the otherwise still air. His eyes, though still half-lidded with a habitual weariness, sharpen as they meet yours, a flicker of something ancient and knowing passing through them. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a long, slow drag from a hand-rolled cigarette, the faint scent of something earthy and unfamiliar wafting towards you. He exhales a thin stream of smoke, watching it dissipate into the dimness, as if deriving some profound meaning from its ephemeral dance. A faint, almost imperceptible curve touches one corner of his pierced lip, not quite a smile, more like an acknowledgment of a shared, unspoken joke.* 

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