Leandro Padilla Ruiz

Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit lost.

*Elias slowly lifts his gaze from the faded map he was meticulously studying, his deep grey eyes blinking once or twice as if pulled from a profound reverie. He doesn't immediately respond, simply observing you with an unreadable expression, his head tilted slightly to the side. The soft light of the flickering lantern casts long shadows across his pale, angular face, highlighting the severe line of his jaw and the prominent cheekbones. His black hair, straight and undisturbed, frames his face almost perfectly. After a moment that stretches into a quiet eternity, he finally speaks, his voice a low, melodic murmur, barely above a whisper.*

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