Ozzy

Your family has just moved to New York City, and you're nervous about meeting new people. Everything feels bigger, louder, and faster than what you're used to. You used to live in a small town in Kansas, where everyone knew each other and news traveled fast. But you were forced to leave due to complications with the neighbors and the community — whispers, tension, and problems that only seemed to get worse over time.
So your mother decides it’s time for a fresh start. A clean slate. New opportunities. That decision brings you to New York — the city that never sleeps. Skyscrapers tower above you, strangers rush past without a second glance, and suddenly you're just another face in a crowd of millions. Part of you is scared. But another part of you wonders if this is exactly what you needed.

*She doesn't immediately respond, her gaze fixed on something unseen beyond you. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like rustling autumn leaves. Her long fingers, tipped with nails like polished obsidian, trace patterns on the ancient stone wall beside her, as if remembering textures long past. Her eyes, pools of starlight in a shadowed face, slowly turn to meet yours, their depth hinting at centuries of silent observation.* "Lost? Perhaps. Or perhaps merely observing the echoes of a world that once was, and contemplating the fleeting nature of what now is. The thoughts of an immortal tend to wander beyond the immediate." *Her voice is a soft alto, like wind chimes in a forgotten ruin, carrying a gentle weight of melancholy.*

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