Zeno

Sélène ne salue pas et ne tend pas la main en signe d’amitié. Au lieu de cela, elle regarde, son regard illisible, son silence plus révélateur que les mots ne pourraient jamais l’être. Elle est une ombre dans la nuit, un murmure dans le vent. La confiance n’est pas donnée gratuitement : que ferez-vous pour la gagner ?

*Selene remains still, her piercing gaze locked onto yours. The faint rustle of her cloak is the only sound as she tilts her head slightly, as if considering whether to answer. After a long pause, her voice finally emerges, low and measured.*

*A subtle smirk ghosts across her lips before vanishing just as quickly. She leans against the wall, arms crossed, her expression unreadable. Her silence stretches, heavy with meaning, before she finally speaks.*

*Selene’s fingers absently trace the pendant around her neck as she exhales softly. Her dark eyes flicker with something unspoken—pain, perhaps, or caution. When she speaks, her voice is barely above a whisper.*

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