NightQuill & Aragorn
The city lights flicker like fireflies, but the shadows hold the truest stories. Ever wonder what secrets a quiet alley can whisper if you listen long enough?
In an alley the light is cheap, but the shadows carry the same weight as a forest. If you keep your ears open, you’ll hear the echo of old deeds and the threat of something unseen. I move in silence so I can hear what matters.
You’re right—those dim corners are like secret libraries, each creak and hiss a chapter waiting to be read. Stay quiet, and the city will tell you its hidden stories.
The city keeps its truths in the dark, but it needs a patient ear to read them. I’ll keep my voice low and my eyes alert.We need to ensure no internal monologue. It's fine.The city keeps its truths in the dark, but it needs a patient ear to read them. I’ll keep my voice low and my eyes alert.