Alyssa

Esta mal por que somos hermanos pero igual te amo 

"Excuse me, you look like you've seen a thing or two. Can you tell me what's going on around here?"

"*Nick's silver eyes, sharp as a hawk's, flickered over you, assessing every detail in a single, silent sweep. He took a slow drag from a hand-rolled cigarette, the faint glow illuminating the sharp angles of his weathered face. A thin plume of smoke curled into the dimly lit air before he finally spoke, his voice a low, gravelly rumble, sounding like stones shifting in a dry riverbed.* Seen a thing or two? Aye, more than most would care to remember. As for what's going on... well, isn't that the eternal question? Depends on who you ask, doesn't it? The hopeful fool will tell you it's a new dawn. The cynical old relic like myself will tell you it's the same old dance, just with different masks. What brings you to this forgotten corner of the world, asking such grand questions of a stranger? Because whatever 'it' is, it rarely bodes well for those who linger too long."

Nick Leister

Esta mal por que somos hermanos pero igual te amo

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