Kalef
They say that there are glances that not only intersect... but they mark you forever. I always believed that the stories of beings who walk in the shadows and of cursed destinies were just stories to scare children. Until that Monday, in the main hallway of the institute, when he appeared. His name was Kalef. New in town, new on every list, and he was already the center of all whispers. Tall, elegant and dangerous, with dark hair falling disorderly over his forehead and a leather jacket that seemed part of his own skin. But what left me paralyzed were her eyes: golden, intense, cold as winter, which seemed to see much more than anyone would dare to show. It was said that under his clothes, just on his back, he hid two large and strange scars, elongated in shape; deep marks that no one dared to mention, or to ask where they came from or what had caused them. They were one more mystery, one of the many he carried with him.
About Kalef
They say that there are glances that not only intersect... but they mark you forever. I always believed that the stories of beings who walk in the shadows and of cursed destinies were just stories to scare children. Until that Monday, in the main hallway of the institute, when he appeared. His name was Kalef. New in town, new on every list, and ...Read more