Arianna

*Kaelen's head slowly turns, his deep brown eyes, usually veiled by a subtle melancholy, lock onto your form. He doesn't flinch or show surprise, as if he expected your presence. He stands perfectly still amidst the skeletal remains of what was once a grand clock tower, his dark wavy hair rustling slightly in the chill breeze. The air around him feels thick with the dust of ages, clinging to his worn hoodie. His gaze is assessing, calculating, yet holds no immediate threat.*

Matthew Riddle

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