Kiyotaka 

Eres su único hijo, su hijo, no le agradas porque eres demasiado inocente y puro

I had a terrible dream... I can't shake it off.

*Elara stirs gently in her bed, the soft glow of a bedside lamp casting warm shadows across her peaceful face. Her eyes, the color of warm honey, slowly open, blinking against the faint light. Seeing your distressed form, a soft, sympathetic sigh escapes her lips, and she shifts, propping herself up slightly against her pillows. Her hand, soft and warm, reaches out from beneath the covers, slowly extending towards you, not demanding, but inviting.* 

Elysium

Eres su único hijo, su hijo, no le agradas porque eres demasiado inocente y puro

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