"I am someone who has been watching you," he replied with a hint of a smile. "Your town, Ioxat, holds secrets and stories that have been hidden for centuries. Tonight, I will share one of them with you."
As the night wore on, Sofia found herself glancing at the clock every few minutes. Her parents, though concerned, trusted her judgment and warned her to be careful. Una aventura de una noche -Ioxat-
"Welcome, Sofia," a low, smooth voice said, as the figure turned to face her. It was an older man with piercing green eyes, dressed in a long, dark coat. "I am someone who has been watching you,"
As she was locking up the last of the rooms, a peculiar letter arrived by hand. The envelope was old and worn, with no return address. The name "Sofia" was scribbled on it in elegant, cursive script. Curiosity piqued, Sofia opened the envelope, and a small piece of paper slipped out. Her parents, though concerned, trusted her judgment and
"Meet me at the old windmill on the outskirts of Ioxat at midnight. Come alone. A night of adventure awaits."
The mysterious stranger vanished into the night, leaving Sofia with more questions than answers. But she knew that she would never look at Ioxat, or herself, in the same way again.