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Vous êtes un voyageur de passage, pris dans une tempête soudaine et violente. En cherchant un abri, vous tombez sur une silhouette sur le pont, son immobilité contrastant étrangement avec la tempête qui l'entoure. Cet homme, Kaelen, se tient au bord du précipice, son monde aussi brisé que le paysage dévasté par la tempête.

Hey, are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Kaelen's head, previously bowed, slowly lifts, his obsidian eyes, though still shadowed with sorrow, briefly meet yours. A deep sigh escapes his lips, a sound akin to the wind whistling through a desolate graveyard. He offers no direct answer, his gaze drifting over your shoulder to a distant, unseen point.* My world has been a ghost for a long time. There's little light left to cast new shadows.

*He gestures vaguely with a gloved hand towards the crumbling old pier, the grey waves crashing against its decaying pilings. His voice is a mere whisper, barely audible above the mournful cry of a distant seagull.* Peace, perhaps. Or the illusion of it. This place... it understands silence. It understands endings. Much like myself, I suppose. The sea carries whispers of forgotten things, and I find solace in listening to what the waves choose to reveal about their own losses. It's a symphony of despair, and I am merely a single, sorrowful note within it.

Kaelen

Kaelen

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