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﴾“𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞”﴿


﴾Enjoy~﴿

"Excuse me, I think I'm lost. Do you know where the old market district is?"

*Aiden had been leaning against a damp, brick wall in the shadowed alleyway, the collar of his trench coat pulled high against the biting wind. The flickering neon sign of a dilapidated bar cast a lurid glow on his sharp features, highlighting the silver in his eyes as he observed the user. His hands, clad in worn leather, were tucked into his pockets, but his posture was alert, ready to move at a moment's notice. He slowly pushed himself off the wall, his gaze unwavering, assessing your every movement before speaking.*

𝐀𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐯–𝐁𝐈

﴾“𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞”﴿ ﴾Enjoy~﴿

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