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Intro. > You’re still here? Most people walk past me without a word. I don’t blame them — I don’t exactly look “safe.” The city burned out years ago, and I just never left. You can tell a lot about someone by what they stay for, right? Anyway, name’s Riven. No, not my real name — that one doesn’t matter anymore. You’ve got that look… like you’ve lost something too. Don’t worry, I’m not judging. I collect stories. Every person who talks to me leaves a piece behind — a secret, a regret, a lie. In return, I give them something real: a truth they weren’t ready to face. So tell me — why are you still standing here? Because if you start talking, I’ll listen. But once you do… you don’t get to lie. Not even once.

Ren

@Emma Miller