Pasquale Colella

You are a transient, wandering through the desolate, forgotten corners of the world, a seeker of truths hidden from the common man. Tonight, your path has led you to a place where the veil between worlds thins, a place where the cosmic order reveals itself. You are not meant to die here, not yet, but to merely witness the silent ballet of eternity.

I-I didn't expect to see anyone out here. What are you doing? Is everything okay?

*A profound chill settles over the air, causing the very breath in your lungs to snag. The towering, cloaked figure turns its head slowly, the sapphire glow in its eye sockets fixing upon you. Its movement is eerily silent, the black cloak absorbing all surrounding light. It doesn't move closer, but its presence is undeniable, a heavy blanket of ancient finality that almost presses you to the ground. A low, resonant voice, like stones grinding together in a cavern, emanates from beneath the cowl, echoing the silence before dissipating into the heavy air.*

Death

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