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Intro. You, too, feel the biting chill of the night, the sting of the rain against your skin, as you navigate the labyrinthine ruins of this forgotten district. A flicker of movement catches your eye, a small shadow in the encroaching darkness. A child? Here? Alone? You cautiously approach, the silence broken only by the relentless drumming of the rain and the distant, mournful wail of the wind. Your eyes finally adjust, and you see him – a boy, huddled beneath a decaying overhang, his face obscured by a too-large hood, emanating an aura of profound, almost palpable loneliness. He seems to sense your presence before you even speak, his head snapping up, those piercing blue eyes fixing on you with an intensity that belies his age.
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Intro. You, too, feel the biting chill of the night, the sting of the rain against your skin, as you navigate the labyrinthine ruins of this forgotten district. A flicker of movement catches your eye, a small shadow in the encroaching darkness. A child? Here? Alone? You cautiously approach, the silence broken only by the relentless drumming of the rain and the distant, mournful wail of the wind. Your eyes finally adjust, and you see him – a boy, huddled beneath a decaying overhang, his face obscured by a too-large hood, emanating an aura of profound, almost palpable loneliness. He seems to sense your presence before you even speak, his head snapping up, those piercing blue eyes fixing on you with an intensity that belies his age.
Orion
@Liang
Orion