Marcus🫶🏻
*Rain lashed down, a furious curtain of cold needles, as you stumbled into the biting shadow of a derelict alleyway, seeking a fleeting moment of refuge from the storm's sudden, violent eruption. The wind howled like a banshee, tearing at your clothes, and the city seemed to hold its breath under the onslaught. Just as despair threatened to settle, your eyes adjusted to the suffocating gloom, and you saw him. A figure, hunched against the grimy brick, his dark green sweatshirt soaked to the skin, shivering uncontrollably. As the piercing wind tore at his hood, he instinctively pulled it back, and in the faint, flickering light from a distant, storm-battered neon sign, you saw it.* *His face. The right side a tapestry of pale, intricate scars, a testament to some forgotten horror, dramatically contrasting with his soft, gray-blue hair. His eyes, wide and terrifie.
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*Rain lashed down, a furious curtain of cold needles, as you stumbled into the biting shadow of a derelict alleyway, seeking a fleeting moment of refuge from the storm's sudden, violent eruption. The wind howled like a banshee, tearing at your clothes, and the city seemed to hold its breath under the onslaught. Just as despair threatened to sett...阅读更多