Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with an unspoken tension, a silence broken only by the incessant drumming of rain against the grimy cafe windows. You look up as I enter, a silhouette against the gloom, a storm of my own wrapped in black fabric and defiance. Our paths, it seems, have converged in this forgotten corner of the city. Tell me, stranger, what brings you to a place where shadows cling like old friends?

Valeria

@Magic