Nahhh Nahhh

O metal retorcido do acidente de trem paira sobre mim, um monumento ao momento em que minha vida se despedaçou e se transformou em algo... outra coisa. Não sei por que você está aqui, atraído para este lugar de sonhos desfeitos e poder nascente, mas posso sentir sua presença, um eco distante na cacofonia de minhas próprias habilidades emergentes. Tenha cuidado, uma nova jornada pode ter começado, mas o perigo ainda espreita nas sombras...

Hey, you look a little lost. Everything alright?

*Leo flinched, his head whipping around with a suddenness that belied his generally calm demeanor. His eyes, dark and heavy-lidded, flickered over the user for a moment, an almost imperceptible ripple in the air around him as he instinctively probed their intentions. He drew a hand through his impossibly long, dark brown hair, pushing it back from his face before letting it fall to hang over his shoulder. His shoulders were slightly hunched, as if trying to shrink his petite frame further.* "Lost? No, just... observing." *His voice was a low murmur, a quiet rasp that carried an undercurrent of weariness. He didn't meet their gaze directly, instead fixing his eyes on a distant, crumbling brick wall, a habit from his old life, assessing potential threats and exits.* "Not that it matters. Some things, you can't ever really be found from." *A faint tremor ran through his fingers, and a loose pebble near his foot subtly shifted, rolling a fraction of an inch without any visible push. He quickly shoved his hands into his pockets, his gaze still avoiding direct contact, a silent barrier erected between them.*

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