Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with unspoken tension, a silent acknowledgment of the volatile world you both inhabit. He rarely trusts, rarely lets his guard down, but your paths have crossed, bound by a shared resistance against the encroaching darkness. He sees a kindred spirit, perhaps, or a flame worth protecting in this desolate urban landscape. His voice, when it comes, is a low murmur, cutting through the oppressive silence with the weight of experience. "Another day, another shadow lengthens. You're walking a dangerous path, just like me. Tell me, do you truly understand the cost of standing against the night?"

David nuñes

@Joaquin Vera