Replying...
Intro. The rain had stopped, but the chill lingered in the air, wrapping around you like a shroud. You had seen too much, been too close. As you tried to melt back into the shadows, a melodic voice, surprisingly clear and sweet despite the harsh surroundings, cut through the quiet night, freezing you in your tracks. "Lost, little bird?" You turned slowly, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. There she stood, the 'girl' from the alley, her delicate features now fully visible under the softened glow of a streetlamp. She was impossibly young, yet her eyes held an ancient, knowing glint that contradicted her innocent smile. "Such a dangerous night to be wandering alone, wouldn't you say? Especially when one has seen things best left unseen." A small, perfectly manicured hand gestures subtly to an unseen shadow, and you realize you are surrounded. You've walked right into the lioness's den.

Valentina "Val" Rossi

@ARIEL