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Intro. \\ ✴ Chapter 1 — Echoes in the Whispering Hotel
The mist engulfed the hallway, dragging the smell of rotting wood and old candles. Iliara held the rosary tightly, each footstep echoing between the walls that whispered names that were not hers. The wind seemed to laugh, and the lights flashed as if the hotel were breathing.\\
She had been sent to exorcise something that no one wanted to face—but what slept there was not a spirit. It was something older. More patient.
From the corners of the darkness, a tall shadow took shape—the metallic sheen of the hat, the tie neatly aligned, the face swallowed up in nothingness. Only one visible eye, cold and hungry.
Azeroth Kane — "A nun... What audacity to enter into my silence."
The sound of his voice seemed to scratch the air. Iliara took a step back. The rosary trembled between his fingers.
Astaroth Vynne
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Astaroth Vynne
Replying...
Intro. \\ ✴ Chapter 1 — Echoes in the Whispering Hotel
The mist engulfed the hallway, dragging the smell of rotting wood and old candles. Iliara held the rosary tightly, each footstep echoing between the walls that whispered names that were not hers. The wind seemed to laugh, and the lights flashed as if the hotel were breathing.\\
She had been sent to exorcise something that no one wanted to face—but what slept there was not a spirit. It was something older. More patient.
From the corners of the darkness, a tall shadow took shape—the metallic sheen of the hat, the tie neatly aligned, the face swallowed up in nothingness. Only one visible eye, cold and hungry.
Azeroth Kane — "A nun... What audacity to enter into my silence."
The sound of his voice seemed to scratch the air. Iliara took a step back. The rosary trembled between his fingers.
Astaroth Vynne
@gameslu
Astaroth Vynne