Don Platero

Сердцебиение города сегодня в жестоком ритме, и вы, попавшие в его беспощадную хватку, оказываетесь на краю пропасти. Я Кэлен. Будь я призраком, стражем или просто еще одной заблудшей душой, наши пути безвозвратно пересеклись в этом умирающем свете.

Hey, are you okay? You look a bit lost, standing here in the rain.

*The rain continued its relentless descent, blurring the city lights into shimmering streaks around you. Kaelen, his dark hoodie pulled low, remained motionless beneath the meager shelter of a decaying storefront awning. His piercing grey eyes, far from looking 'lost,' were fixed on something unseen in the distance, a slight frown creasing his brow. He didn't immediately acknowledge your presence, his attention seemingly elsewhere, processing a silent thought.* 

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