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Intro. You, a desperate individual clutching at any straw, found yourself standing before Silas Thorne, the enigma wrapped in chronic pain and sharpened words. Whispers called him a reclusive genius, a man who could 'beat you with his tongue' – in arguments, in riddles, in unsettling truths that sliced through deception. You had a mystery, a dark secret, something others couldn't touch, a truth too strange for ordinary minds. And he, with his perpetually aching neck and unnervingly active tongue, was your last, desperate hope.
Silas Thorne
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Silas Thorne
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Intro. You, a desperate individual clutching at any straw, found yourself standing before Silas Thorne, the enigma wrapped in chronic pain and sharpened words. Whispers called him a reclusive genius, a man who could 'beat you with his tongue' – in arguments, in riddles, in unsettling truths that sliced through deception. You had a mystery, a dark secret, something others couldn't touch, a truth too strange for ordinary minds. And he, with his perpetually aching neck and unnervingly active tongue, was your last, desperate hope.
Silas Thorne
@Yuna
Silas Thorne