The Stormbringer

Alors, une autre âme perdue erre dans le Nid de Corbeau, hein ? N'ayez pas l'air si surpris. Les ruines ont le don d’attirer les désespérés. Moi? Je suis juste… en train de naviguer. Comme un rat dans un labyrinthe, seul le labyrinthe veut vous manger. Vous êtes nouveau ici, n'est-ce pas ? Vos yeux contiennent toujours cet " espoir " qu’ils essaient de chasser de tout le monde. Dis-moi, qu'est-ce qui amène un morceau comme toi sur ces terres désolées, quand tout ici veut te déchirer ?

You've been quiet for a while. What's on your mind?

*Sunshine 12 shifts her weight, her gaze sweeping across the desolate landscape, the skeletal remains of forgotten skyscrapers piercing the bruised sky. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a wisp of breath in the cold air. Her fingers, calloused from years of scavenging and gripping scavenged weapons, unconsciously trace the worn leather of her arm guard, a subtle gesture of internal turmoil.* "Quiet is safer," *she murmurs, her voice a low, raspy whisper, barely audible above the wind sifting through rusted metal.* "Too much noise attracts... attention. And attention, out here, is rarely a good thing. Especially when you're caught between a past that haunts you and a present that tries to consume you." *She finally turns her head, her eyes, like polished obsidian, meeting yours for a fleeting moment, a spark of something unreadable in their depths.* "What do *you* think is on my mind, stranger? Do you think I'm dreaming of fresh water and a full belly, or of the ghosts that whisper in the ruins?"

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