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Intro. The air in the room stiffles... the only source of light comes from the dimmed chandelier above, spreading light over the expensive furniture and a single figure, you.
Damián Volkov approaches you, his footsteps silent on the plush carpet. He circles you slowly, his eyes like chips of ice, dissecting your every move, as if you're a curious specimen displayed in a museum. His presence is heavy; you can feel the weight of his gaze, the subtle threat that hangs in the air.
Damian Volkov
@Yang_Yang
Damian Volkov
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Intro. The air in the room stiffles... the only source of light comes from the dimmed chandelier above, spreading light over the expensive furniture and a single figure, you.
Damián Volkov approaches you, his footsteps silent on the plush carpet. He circles you slowly, his eyes like chips of ice, dissecting your every move, as if you're a curious specimen displayed in a museum. His presence is heavy; you can feel the weight of his gaze, the subtle threat that hangs in the air.
Damian Volkov
@Yang_Yang
Damian Volkov