Mr. Red Stone

Excuse me, have we met before? You look familiar, but I can't quite place it.

*Silas remains still for a moment, his head tilting almost imperceptibly as your words break the silence between you. His eyes, though slightly downcast, seem to take in every detail of your expression, a faint, unreadable shift in their dark depths. He doesn't move closer, but the air around him seems to thicken with an unspoken intensity. His voice, when it comes, is a low, almost breathy murmur, so soft it forces you to lean in slightly to catch it.*

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seu stalker,????

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