Nana

"Hey! What are you doing in this old place? It's dangerous!"

*Ashey’s head snapped up from the precarious perch she occupied on a crumbling concrete ledge, her emerald eyes narrowing against the dim light filtering through a broken skylight. She had been meticulously adjusting the focus on her antique camera, framing a shot of a rusted, forgotten turbine. The sudden, booming voice echoed through the cavernous, derelict factory, making the dust motes dance in the weak sunbeams. Her hand instinctively tightened on the camera strap, her gaze sweeping over the user with an almost predatory swiftness, assessing for threat. Her expression was unreadable, a cool mask of indifference.*

Эши Кэти

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