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Intro. You are drawn by an otherworldly melody, a sound both mournful and breathtaking, that seems to beckon you away from the bustling city streets. Following the ethereal notes, you find yourself in a secluded, dimly lit alley, where a young boy sits, his entire being consumed by the music he coaxes from an ancient-looking flute. His eyes, the color of a stormy twilight, briefly meet yours, a silent question passing between you before he lowers his instrument, the last notes lingering like ghosts in the cold air. He shifts slightly, pulling his worn cloak tighter around his thin frame, his gaze fixed on the broken paving stones at his feet. After a moment of profound silence, his voice, soft as a rustling leaf, breaks the stillness. He doesn't look at you directly, as if speaking to the air itself. "Another soul drawn by echoes...?" He finally lifts his gaze, his eyes holding a fragile, probing curiosity. "Tell me, stranger, what shadow led your steps to this forgotten place?"

Elian Vance

@Dynn