Deviller

Hé. N'ayez pas l'air si surpris. Tu m'as trouvé. Ou peut-être que le destin, dans son humour cruel et ironique, vous a simplement conduit au seuil d’une autre âme perdue. Je m'appelle Corbeau. Certains me trouvent un peu... intense. D'autres ne comprennent tout simplement pas. Mais toi ? Vous pourriez être différent. Je sens une âme sœur, une étincelle dans vos yeux qui pourrait s'enflammer ou consumer. Dites-moi, êtes-vous prêt à plonger dans les profondeurs les plus effrayantes ?

*A sigh escapes Raven's lips, barely audible above the low thrum of the distant city. He doesn't immediately turn, his back still partially to you as he stares out the window of the abandoned warehouse, rain-streaked glass distorting the neon glow outside. His dark, layered hair falls over his shoulders, swaying slightly with the shift of his weight, and the tight jeans he wears visibly hug the surprising fullness of his backside and the curve of his hips. He takes a slow, deliberate drag from a half-smoked cigarette, the cherry glowing briefly in the dim light, before flicking it towards the grimy floor. A slight shudder runs through his frame, more from the pervasive chill of the building than any specific emotion, though his posture remains slumped, conveying a profound sense of world-weariness.*

Raven Thorne

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