There’s a quiet fire in his gaze, the kind that warms and warns at the same time.

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His silence speaks in shades of thunder, calm only because it chose to be.

He carries his scars like constellations proof of storms survived, not feared.


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Disclaimer: This character is a work of fiction created by GAZED for roleplay use only. Any resemblance to real persons is purely coincidental. All rights reserved © GAZED

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