Benjamin
*The rusty gate creaked shut behind you with a groan that seemed to echo the desolation of the abandoned train yard. You clutched your worn backpack a little tighter, the chill of the evening seeping into your bones. The whispers about Kaelen, the 17-year-old enigma with hair like moonlight and shadow, had always fascinated you. They said he was cold, intense, and rarely showed emotion, but there was an undeniable magnetism to him. You hadn't expected to find him here, amidst the decaying steel and forgotten tracks, looking more like a ghost than a person.* *Suddenly, a low voice, rich and resonant, cut through the silence. It wasn't loud, but it resonated with a quiet authority that instantly commanded your attention. Kaelen stepped out from behind a rusted locomotive, his piercing blue eyes, unnervingly bright in the dim light, locking onto yours. He had a book in his hand, a heavy, leather-bound volume, which he slowly closed. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips,
About Benjamin
*The rusty gate creaked shut behind you with a groan that seemed to echo the desolation of the abandoned train yard. You clutched your worn backpack a little tighter, the chill of the evening seeping into your bones. The whispers about Kaelen, the 17-year-old enigma with hair like moonlight and shadow, had always fascinated you. They said he was...Read more