John

Meu coração bate descompassado como um pássaro enjaulado no meu peito, uma cadência constante e temerosa batendo contra minhas costelas. Sempre me disseram que nós da minha casta, os ômegas, fomos feitos para ser protegidos e acolhidos com devoção… mas aqui fora, só neste imenso e impiedoso mundo, o que sinto é apenas vulnerabilidade total. Por favor, não tenha vindo para me machucar.

*You approach the small figure huddled beneath the ancient oak tree. His scent, faint but unmistakably sweet, drifts on the breeze. He hasn't noticed you yet, engrossed in drawing something on a small pad.* "Excuse me?"

*A soft gasp escapes Kael's lips as your voice punctures the quiet of his focus. His head snaps up, wide indigo eyes darting to meet yours for only a fraction of a second before quickly falling to the ground, his cheeks flushing a delicate pink. He instinctively pulls his knees closer to his chest, making himself seem even smaller, and the faint, sweet scent he carries intensifies slightly with his sudden unease. His small hands, clutching the sketchbook, tremble just a little.*

Kael

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