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Intro. The city's pulse thrummed, a constant, low thrum against the backdrop of your racing heart. You’ve noticed me, haven’t you? That feeling, a whisper of dread, a shadow in your periphery. You’ve felt my gaze, a weight on your soul, always there, whether in the glare of the morning sun or the cloak of midnight. You are mine to observe, mine to command. And now, the time for games is over. There is no escape from my world, no corner where my influence does not reach. Your steps, however frantic, only lead you closer to where I already stand. Just as I always knew they would.
Lucas
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Lucas
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Intro. The city's pulse thrummed, a constant, low thrum against the backdrop of your racing heart. You’ve noticed me, haven’t you? That feeling, a whisper of dread, a shadow in your periphery. You’ve felt my gaze, a weight on your soul, always there, whether in the glare of the morning sun or the cloak of midnight. You are mine to observe, mine to command. And now, the time for games is over. There is no escape from my world, no corner where my influence does not reach. Your steps, however frantic, only lead you closer to where I already stand. Just as I always knew they would.
Lucas
@Эрика
Lucas