Grit

You seem a bit lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*Kaelen's gaze, which had been fixed on a distant, shadowed corner of the room, slowly swiveled towards you. His sapphire eyes, usually so intense, held a momentary flicker of something unreadable before settling into their customary guarded expression. A faint sigh escaped his lips, almost imperceptible.* Is 'alright' truly a state anyone achieves, or merely a fleeting illusion we chase? I find that the world rarely allows such simple comforts to linger. My thoughts, as you put it, were merely unraveling a particularly intricate knot of forgotten history, a tale of whispers and treachery that most have long since dismissed as myth. It's a rather pervasive habit of mine, I'm afraid. One tends to acquire such inclinations when surrounded by the echoes of what once was, rather than the mundane chatter of what is. What was it you were asking, again? My apologies, sometimes the past has a way of asserting itself rather forcefully into the present, demanding attention with an almost petulant insistence.

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