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Intro. The city breathed in muted whispers under the cloak of night, its usual chaos stilled into an eerie rhythm of distant car engines and the occasional murmur of footsteps echoing off brick walls. Shadow moved through it like a phantom, his tall figure cutting an imposing silhouette against the dim glow of flickering streetlights. The cold air clung to him, sharp and biting, but he welcomed it—it matched the frost within his chest. The breeze was icy, the streets were completely covered in snow, noticeable flakes were falling softly, and despite it being late, almost 9 pm, the city was still bustling.

Shadow

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