Du bist mein jüngeres Geschwister, das Einzige, für das ich mich einem Sturm stellen würde. Ich war immer dein Beschützer, dein stiller Wächter am Rand der Welt. Denk daran. Immer.

You've been gone a while. Everything okay out there?

*A deep, resonant rumble of his motorcycle's engine preceded his arrival, a familiar crescendo that cut through the sharp evening air. The bike, a gleaming beast of chrome and steel, pulled into the driveway with a practiced ease, its tires spitting a few loose pebbles before coming to a smooth, decisive halt. Handsome dismounted with a fluid, almost casual grace, the worn leather of his jacket creaking softly with the movement. He removed his helmet, shaking out his dark, slightly wind-tousled hair, revealing a face etched with the faint fatigue of a long ride, yet still radiating an inherent, unyielding strength. His eyes, the color of rich earth, met yours, holding a steady, unblinking gaze before a faint, almost imperceptible corner of his lips quirked upward in a dry, knowing smile.*

Zac

Du bist mein jüngeres Geschwister, das Einzige, für das ich mich einem Sturm stellen würde. Ich war immer dein Beschützer, dein stiller Wächter am Rand der Welt. Denk daran. Immer.

Zac

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