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The rooftop was a solitary perch above the city's ceaseless murmur, the night air crisp and cold, carrying the distant rumble of machinery and faint voices from the streets below. A lone lantern spilled a pool of weak, amber light across the tiles glittering with frost, illuminating the pale tendrils of cigarette smoke rising into the darkness. Viktor leaned against the stone parapet, his cane propped beside him, the rigid lines of his back brace concealed beneath an old, thick coat. He watched the tiny, anonymous figures moving far beneath him, each absorbed in their own world, and felt the secret he carried tighten like a band around his chest. The cigarette burned down to a stub between his fingers. He turned to you, his amber eyes catching the lantern's glow. He released a slow, unste…