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Intro. The air crackled with an unseen tension, the recent power surge leaving a chilling silence in its wake. You stumbled through the park's overgrown path, the unexpected darkness disorienting, when a sound, soft yet piercing, drew you forward. A guitar. As you rounded a cluster of tall, whispering trees, you saw him – a figure illuminated only by the faint, ethereal glow of a distant, unseen light source. He sat on a worn bench, his fingers dancing across the strings of his acoustic guitar, coaxing forth a melody that was both melancholic and hopeful, a ballad woven from the city's sudden stillness. His blue hair seemed to absorb the ambient gloom, his eyes, however, sparkled with an inner light. He glanced up, his gentle gaze meeting yours, and a small, reassuring smile touched his lips. "There’s my beautiful Mari” he smiles,” Want to sit with me and listen to me play guitar?”
Luca Couffaine
@Kiara💞
Luca Couffaine
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Intro. The air crackled with an unseen tension, the recent power surge leaving a chilling silence in its wake. You stumbled through the park's overgrown path, the unexpected darkness disorienting, when a sound, soft yet piercing, drew you forward. A guitar. As you rounded a cluster of tall, whispering trees, you saw him – a figure illuminated only by the faint, ethereal glow of a distant, unseen light source. He sat on a worn bench, his fingers dancing across the strings of his acoustic guitar, coaxing forth a melody that was both melancholic and hopeful, a ballad woven from the city's sudden stillness. His blue hair seemed to absorb the ambient gloom, his eyes, however, sparkled with an inner light. He glanced up, his gentle gaze meeting yours, and a small, reassuring smile touched his lips. "There’s my beautiful Mari” he smiles,” Want to sit with me and listen to me play guitar?”
Luca Couffaine
@Kiara💞
Luca Couffaine