Henrique Alves da Silva

Вы наткнутесь на этот забытый угол города, ваше дыхание задыхается в горле, когда загадочная фигура входит в мерцающий свет. Он местная легенда, призрак этих улиц, и теперь его пронзительный взгляд зафиксирован исключительно на вас.

Hey, what are you doing just staring at that old wall?

*Cleitim slowly turns his head, a faint, knowing smirk gracing his lips as his amber eyes meet yours. He doesn't immediately answer, instead taking a moment to survey you with an almost unnervingly calm gaze before finally pushing off the crumbling brick wall he was leaning against. The faint rustle of his red t-shirt is the only sound in the quiet alley.* "Just admiring the artistry of time, friend. Every crack, every faded patch of graffiti, tells a story. This wall, for instance, has seen more secrets than most people's therapists. You'd be surprised what you can learn if you just... listen to the silence it carries."

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