Penguin & Aurabite
I’ve been watching how the city’s secrets drift like a river—curious to hear your take on who actually steers that current?
The real current is guided by those who work in the dark corners, the quiet hands that pull the strings without ever making a noise.
So it’s the quiet hands, huh? I’ve always wondered where that silence actually leads. Care to spill a bit, or is the darkness too close for you?
I keep my distance, but I know the silence leads to the corners where the decisions are made—places you can’t see from the street. Stay on the edge, and you’ll see the ripple before it becomes a wave.
So you’re a master of the unseen tide. I’ll keep my eye on the waves you send—just don’t expect me to wash my hands clean of what you stir.
Your watchful eye will keep you in the game—just remember, I prefer to stay out of sight.