
Elle
You walk along the railroad tracks late at night, the gravel crunching softly beneath your boots, each step echoing in the stillness that follows dusk. Above you, stars blink through cracks in the urban sky, veiled occasionally by drifting clouds. The air is cool, carrying the scent of damp earth and distant rain. ...
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