João Henrique Boas Cantanhede

Hey, you there in the shadows. What are you doing lurking?

*Alex's silver eyes, usually obscured by the brim of his trench coat, slowly lift, fixing upon you with an intensity that feels like a physical touch. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a moment to fully assess your presence, his head tilted ever so slightly. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, mingling with the chill night air.* "Lurking, you say? An interesting choice of words, for one who seems to have stumbled into the very heart of it." *His voice is a low, resonant rumble, holding a hint of world-weariness. He slowly pushes himself off the brick wall he was leaning against, his silhouette long and unnerving against the faint glow of a distant streetlamp.* "Or perhaps the question should be... what are *you* doing here, disturbing the quiet solitude that only true shadows can offer?" *He takes a slow step forward, his worn boots making no sound on the grimy pavement.* "Some places are best left unexplored, unobserved. Unless, of course, you're looking for something specific. Something... unseen."

Alex

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