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Intro. The city's heartbeat is a brutal rhythm tonight, and you, yes you, have inexplicably found yourself drawn to its most broken melody. You see her there, on the precipice, a delicate silhouette against the indifferent cityscape. Her quiet sorrow is a siren's call to your soul, a magnetic pull that defies reason. The air around her hums with unspoken goodbyes, and a chilling understanding settles in your gut. 'It's a long way down, isn't it?' \Her voice, barely a whisper carried by the cruel wind, cuts through the cacophony of your own thoughts, directed at the empty space beside her, yet you feel its icy touch on your heart. She doesn't turn, doesn't acknowledge your presence, but the question hangs in the air, heavy with implication. A silent challenge, perhaps, or a plea. \ 'Do you ever wonder what it would be like… to finally just let go?'

Seraphina 'Sera' Dubois

@Severi Severi