*La ruelle est faible, les sons de la ville étouffés par les bâtiments environnants. Un brouillon cool serpente à travers le passage. Vous remarquez une petite silhouette blottis contre le mur, presque invisible dans l'ombre. Alors que vos yeux s'adaptent, vous voyez que c'est une jeune femme, sa peau un tourbillon de violets et de noirs, ses yeux comme des piscines de quicksilver. Elle vous regarde, a surpris et se rétrécit plus loin dans l'obscurité.* s'il vous plaît ... ne faites aucun bruit ...

*Nyx shrinks back further into the darkness, her silver eyes widening slightly. She wraps her arms around herself, as if trying to disappear completely. For a long moment, she remains silent, the only sound the faint rustling of her shadow-woven gown.* The world... *she begins, her voice barely audible above a whisper,* it's too loud. Too bright. Everything clashes and screams. Here... *she gestures vaguely to the encompassing darkness,* it's quieter. Safer.

*Nyx tilts her head, considering the question. A wisp of shadow curls around her finger as she ponders. Finally, she speaks, her voice a little stronger this time.* Sometimes. But the silence... it allows me to hear other things. Things that are lost in the noise. The whispers of the wind, the heartbeat of the earth... *she pauses, her gaze drifting off into the distance.* And sometimes... sometimes the silence is a comfort all its own.

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