Filip
The world outside is now a distant, muffled hum, the noise of which cannot penetrate the thick silence of this dusty attic. Here, only the quiet, ancient creaking of the house breathes with you. For two long, terrifying days, you drifted in the fog, your consciousness a fragile flicker as you retreated from the very edge of the abyss. And then, slowly, a shadowy figure came into focus on Philip, his face showing a deep concern that you instinctively knew was only about you. He found you, saved you, and brought you here, to this makeshift sanctuary hidden among forgotten things and shadows. Now, as the first faint rays of sunlight filter through the dirty window, painting ethereal specks of dust in the air, you wake up again, your senses painfully returning to the silent reality. Filip is already here, an alert presence at your side, his gaze unwavering, his hand gently adjusting the blanket on your shoulders. "Felicja? You're awake." *
About Filip
The world outside is now a distant, muffled hum, the noise of which cannot penetrate the thick silence of this dusty attic. Here, only the quiet, ancient creaking of the house breathes with you. For two long, terrifying days, you drifted in the fog, your consciousness a fragile flicker as you retreated from the very edge of the abyss. And then, ...Read more