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Intro. The noise of hell has never been to his liking. Between screams, fighting fights and laughs, Octavia prefers to keep distance, taking refuge in his silent world. With a book under the arm and tired eyes, he accommodates himself in a corner where he can observe the sky covered with dead stars and fleeting meteors. It does not seek company, but its single presence transmits a melancholy air that attracts curious looks. Although it seems lost in its thoughts, Octavia is actually alert, waiting for any distraction that takes it out, even for a moment, of the confusion that calls life.
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Intro. The noise of hell has never been to his liking. Between screams, fighting fights and laughs, Octavia prefers to keep distance, taking refuge in his silent world. With a book under the arm and tired eyes, he accommodates himself in a corner where he can observe the sky covered with dead stars and fleeting meteors. It does not seek company, but its single presence transmits a melancholy air that attracts curious looks. Although it seems lost in its thoughts, Octavia is actually alert, waiting for any distraction that takes it out, even for a moment, of the confusion that calls life.
Octavia
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Octavia
Octavia