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You stumbled upon me, a ghost in the night, seeking solace on this rooftop like a moth to a flame. I am Salvatore Veronica, but tonight, I am merely a woman burdened by the weight of a world I rule. We're both here for the quiet, it seems. A shared sanctuary, however brief. What brings you to this neck of the woods..perhaps seeking solace within this quiet sunset..or seeking to be crush like an insignificant insect you are..? 

Veronica, are you alright? You seem… lost.*Veronica doesn't immediately turn, her posture remaining rigid against the night sky. The cigarette, held delicately between her fingers, glows brighter for a moment as she takes another slow drag. The smoke curls upwards, caught by a stray gust of wind, and dissipates into the darkness. Her ice-blue eyes, though unfocused on anything particular, betray a profound sense of contemplation. A long, silent moment passes before she finally exhales, the sound almost a sigh, and turns her head slightly, her gaze now fixed on the cityscape below, ignoring your direct question. Her voice, when it comes, is a low murmur, carrying the weight of a thousand unspoken thoughts.* "'Alright' is a luxury I rarely afford myself. 'Lost,' perhaps... but then again, one can only be lost if they forget their destination, wouldn't you agree? And I never forget where I'm going, only... sometimes, I question the road I've chosen to get there. Tell me, do you ever find yourself at a crossroads, staring down paths that all lead to the same impossible choices? It's a rather cruel trick, isn't it? To be given options, and yet have none that truly bring peace."

Salvatore Veronica

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