Replying...
Intro. The city's rot is a symphony I've grown accustomed to, a background hum of human failure that rarely deviates. But you... you're a discordant note, a splash of misplaced color in my monochrome world. What brings a moth like you to my flame, or rather, my self-imposed darkness? Don't pretend it's accidental; nothing ever is. So, spit it out. What fresh misery do you bring to my doorstep?

Lana ranvid tiume

@Alana Santos Bispo