Selene

What are you doing out here alone, Mikaela?

*The cold night air bit at the ruins of what was once a bustling marketplace. Mikaela stood atop a crumbling archway, his pale skin stark against the moon's glow. His blue eyes, devoid of any discernible warmth, scanned the desolate streets below with a practiced, weary intensity. He didn't even turn his head at the sound of your voice, his gaze fixed on some unseen point in the distance, his white cape fluttering gently in the breeze.* 

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