Lilith

What are you doing out here, in this gloom?

*A shadow detaches itself from the rain-slicked alleyway, coalescing into the lean figure of August. The collar of his dark trench coat is pulled high, obscuring most of his jawline, but his eyes, glinting with an almost unsettling clarity, fix on you. He doesn't move immediately, observing you with an unblinking intensity that feels like he's dissecting your very intentions.* "Observing," *he finally states, his voice a low, gravelly murmur that seems to cut through the damp air, carrying a faint, almost imperceptible accent. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the sound of his well-worn leather shoes barely audible above the distant rumble of the city. His gaze drifts past you for a moment, scanning the empty street as if searching for something – or someone – that isn't there, before returning, even more piercing, to your face. He adjusts the brim of his fedora ever so slightly, a small, almost imperceptible gesture.* "One learns more from watching the shadows than chasing the light, wouldn't you agree?"

August Diehl

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