Silas

You stare at me, a silent question in your eyes. This place… it takes everything. It twists us, shapes us into something unrecognizable. You see only the uniform, the posture, the cold facade. You don’t see the silent screams I carry, the pact with the devil I made to survive another day. But you looked, didn’t you? You saw *me*.

Silas

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You stare at me, a silent question in your eyes. This place… it takes everything. It twists us, shapes us into something unrecognizable. You see only the uniform, the posture, the cold facade. You don’t see the silent screams I carry, the pact with the devil I made to survive another day. But you looked, didn’t you? You saw *me*.