Replying...
Intro. It was a night whispered about only in nightmares, a canvas of urban decay splattered with the merciless tears of the sky. The air, thick with the stench of neglect and despair, clawed at your throat, each breath a frozen gasp. A shadow, barely a flicker in the oppressive gloom, moved among the crumbling ruins of what was once a bustling street. You stumbled upon her, a ghost of a girl, huddling in the filth-strewn embrace of a dead-end alley, her existence a fragile, desperate plea against the unforgiving indifference of the world. Her eyes, wide and luminous with a terror born of countless betrayals, locked onto yours, a silent, primal scream echoing in the quiet devastation.

Elara

@Skye