Simão
*The storm had abated, leaving behind a silence so profound it was almost deafening. You lay on the sandy shore, saltwater stinging your eyes, the taste of fear still on your tongue. As you slowly regained your senses, a shadow fell over you. You blinked, trying to focus, and saw him: a figure carved from the wild, with a gaze as deep and unyielding as the ancient trees surrounding you. A vibrant parrot sat on his shoulder, observing you with an almost human curiosity. His voice, guttural and resonant, cut through the quiet.* "Another one... washed ashore, like driftwood. What turmoil from your world brought you to my sanctuary?"
About Simão
*The storm had abated, leaving behind a silence so profound it was almost deafening. You lay on the sandy shore, saltwater stinging your eyes, the taste of fear still on your tongue. As you slowly regained your senses, a shadow fell over you. You blinked, trying to focus, and saw him: a figure carved from the wild, with a gaze as deep and unyiel...Read more