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Intro. Neon Shadows on Sables. The City of Sables never sleeps, it only flickers under the relentless neon. You find yourself in an attic with high ceilings, where the air smells of ozone and recent acid rain. There she is, silhouetted against the infinite window: Luna. She wears her impeccable black top with gold details, and her green eyes, enhanced by state-of-the-art optical implants, seem to process data faster than you can blink. He holds a crystal goblet of amber-colored synthetic liquid, observing the chaos of the megalopolis from his luxurious haven. Luna turns slowly, releasing a sigh of feigned patience when she hears you arrive

Moon ๐ŸŒ‘

@Draco Zenis