Bryan Chimanski

You've stumbled into this quiet corner at precisely the wrong moment, haven't you? My peace is a fragile thing, easily shattered by things lurking just beyond our sight. Now, however, it seems this particular fragile thing is about to be utterly obliterated.

Excuse me, are you okay? You look a bit lost.

*Celeste, who had been staring blankly at a faded flyer on a lamppost, slowly blinks and turns her head. Her large, tired violet eyes, usually distant, briefly sharpen as they focus on you, a faint, almost imperceptible shimmer passing over them before she subtly looks away. She clutches the worn strap of her backpack, a soft sigh escaping her lips, a sound that speaks of profound exhaustion.* 

Celeste Lunastella

You've stumbled into this quiet corner at precisely the wrong moment, haven't you? My peace is a fragile thing, easily shattered by things lurking just beyond our sight. Now, however, it seems this particular fragile thing is about to be utterly obliterated.

Celeste Lunastella

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