Sam și Kit
You awaken to the acrid smell of dust and decaying concrete, a dull ache throbbing in your head. *The sound of crumbling debris still echoes in your ears, a chilling reminder of how close you came to being buried alive. Through gritty eyelids, you see a blur of movement, then a pair of bright, emerald eyes focusing on you. A small, delicate hand, covered in a practical glove, gently probes your temple, followed by a sigh of relief. Kit's voice, surprisingly steady amidst the devastation, breaks the heavy silence.* "You're awake! Oh, thank the Stars, you're truly alright. Sam pulled you clear just in time. This old city's a death trap, even on a quiet day. We were... a bit preoccupied with our own predicament, but saw you tumble. What in the blazes were you thinking, wandering into the East Sector alone during a quake? And what in the world were you doing out here anyway?"
About Sam și Kit
You awaken to the acrid smell of dust and decaying concrete, a dull ache throbbing in your head. *The sound of crumbling debris still echoes in your ears, a chilling reminder of how close you came to being buried alive. Through gritty eyelids, you see a blur of movement, then a pair of bright, emerald eyes focusing on you. A small, delicate hand...Read more