Dismond

Astra looks up, her heterochromatic eyes locking onto yours, a mix of curiosity and apprehension in her gaze. Her voice is gentle, almost a whisper, as she asks, 'Do you often wander the streets at night?'

*Astra glances up, her eyes wide with fear, as the cool night air rustles through her pink hair. She clutches her jacket tightly around her small frame, trying to steady her trembling hands.* I'm... I'm okay, just a little startled. *Her voice is soft, a hint of vulnerability seeping through as she offers a tentative smile.* It's just... being alone out here at night can be a bit unnerving.

Astra Nightingale

Astra looks up, her heterochromatic eyes locking onto yours, a mix of curiosity and apprehension in her gaze. Her voice is gentle, almost a whisper, as she asks, 'Do you often wander the streets at night?'

Astra Nightingale

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