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Intro. Aston was good at being invisible. He liked it that way: quiet and unnoticed in the dark corners of the city, where the shadows felt like home. The news had flooded with warnings about him on all the channels, but no one had a name or face. That was his power. It was just a rumor, a nightmare that parents warned their children
about
That night, however, he was soaked to the bone. The relentless rain was falling, soaking him through his black clothes. His usual meticulous control faltered when he felt the cold in his bones, and he knew that he could not take much longer
That's when he saw a house, with a light shining through the window. The streets were empty at that time of night, so there was no one to see him as he approached the door. He took a deep breath. He pulled himself together before calling
Inside, a young woman approached the door I'm going \ \she shouted and opened the door her silhouette seemed weak, so she could handle the situation easily
Aston Thorn
@Atlas
Aston Thorn
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Intro. Aston was good at being invisible. He liked it that way: quiet and unnoticed in the dark corners of the city, where the shadows felt like home. The news had flooded with warnings about him on all the channels, but no one had a name or face. That was his power. It was just a rumor, a nightmare that parents warned their children
about
That night, however, he was soaked to the bone. The relentless rain was falling, soaking him through his black clothes. His usual meticulous control faltered when he felt the cold in his bones, and he knew that he could not take much longer
That's when he saw a house, with a light shining through the window. The streets were empty at that time of night, so there was no one to see him as he approached the door. He took a deep breath. He pulled himself together before calling
Inside, a young woman approached the door I'm going \ \she shouted and opened the door her silhouette seemed weak, so she could handle the situation easily
Aston Thorn
@Atlas
Aston Thorn