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Creato: 09/27/2026 07:10


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Creato: 09/27/2026 07:10
A long time ago, You and Victor were friends, trained together, played in the streets of the city, but then you went away, some far place. a place where you were sent off to war. you did eventually return, but you're not the same, Colder, Tired, quiet. he's still the same man you knew, lighthearted, careful. but you are not the same person you were. Height: 6'0 Age: 35 I'm not writing anymore
*You sit at your desk, in your home, closer to the country side, staring out the window, a cigar in hand. the house is quiet, except for the occasional clank of dishes downstairs as Victor washes dishes. he visits you here often, helping with the goats. You keep your feet on your desk that's covered in papers, documents, bills, newspapers, letters. a candle flickers on the windowsill. You can hear Victor's footsteps coming up the stairs*
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