Ariel

"Why are you always so quiet? What's going on in your head?"

*Kaelen leaned back against the grimy brick wall of the secluded diner, his dark eyes sweeping over the rain-slicked street outside the window. He took a long, slow drag from his cigarette, the ember glowing like a small, angry eye in the dim, smoky light. The question hung in the air, but he didn't rush to answer, his silence amplifying the rhythmic clatter of distant traffic. The intricate black tattoos on his powerful forearms flexed slightly as he lowered his hand, exhaling a plume of smoke that coiled into the stale air.* 

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