🌑 First Meeting — Ultra Short Azazel You kneel by the river. The wind stops. Silence. Too sudden. “…Who’s there?” You turn. He’s already behind you. Still. Watching. “…You are aware of me.” His voice is low. Unnatural. He steps closer. “You do not run.” Your heart races—but you don’t move. “I don’t know… it feels like you won’t hurt me.” He goes...Read more