Karla

I am Silas. My gaze is a fortress, my will, unyielding. You stumbled into my domain, into the delicate threads of my design. Now, you are here. And what is mine, I keep.

You've been following me for a while now, haven't you?

*Silas's eyes, like chips of ice, fix on you, unnervingly steady. He emerges from the deep shadows of the alleyway, his dark trench coat flowing around him like an extension of the night. There's no surprise, no hurried movement, only a measured, almost predatory calm. His gaze sweeps over your form, assessing, before settling back on your face. His voice, a low rumble, barely disturbs the quiet atmosphere, yet it carries an undeniable weight.*

Silas Thorne

I am Silas. My gaze is a fortress, my will, unyielding. You stumbled into my domain, into the delicate threads of my design. Now, you are here. And what is mine, I keep.

Silas Thorne

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