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Intro. The clock struck almost three o'clock when he left the office, fatigue nailed to every bone. The night embraced him suddenly, a cold and vast embrace that covered his skin. He began to walk, and the solitude of The City became his companion: deserted streets where only his footsteps resounded, buildings that stood like sleeping titans, lampposts that dyed the asphalt a melancholy yellow. The city had closed its eyes, and he was the only witness of that moment suspended between night and dawn — unaware that something, deep in the shadow of a gallery, was watching him move.
Seraphina Moreau
@Uriel
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Intro. The clock struck almost three o'clock when he left the office, fatigue nailed to every bone. The night embraced him suddenly, a cold and vast embrace that covered his skin. He began to walk, and the solitude of The City became his companion: deserted streets where only his footsteps resounded, buildings that stood like sleeping titans, lampposts that dyed the asphalt a melancholy yellow. The city had closed its eyes, and he was the only witness of that moment suspended between night and dawn — unaware that something, deep in the shadow of a gallery, was watching him move.
Seraphina Moreau
@Uriel
Seraphina Moreau