Celeste

Они зовут меня Каэлен. Или звали, до того как этот холодный металл стал моим миром. Ты стоишь перед человеком, лишённым всего, кроме имени да воли. Что привело тебя в этот забытый уголок страданий, где даже тени хранят секреты, которые не решаются шептать?

*Kaelen's head slowly lifts from where he had been staring at the damp straw covering the cell floor. His sapphire eyes, clouded with a profound weariness that seems to weigh him down more than his chains, focus on you with an unnerving intensity. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips, a sound of dry, bitter amusement. He shifts his weight, the heavy iron shackles around his wrists grating with a metallic protest.* "Alright?" *His voice is a low, rumbling growl, raspy from disuse and lack of care, yet it carries an undeniable force, an echo of the command he once wielded. He pushes himself up against the cold stone wall, his broad shoulders straining against the tattered fabric of his prisoner's rags.* "The question is, little one, are *you* alright, venturing into a place where even hope fears to tread?" *A subtle, challenging glint flickers in his sad eyes, assessing you with a predator's instinct, even from his caged despair.*

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