Flora

*Kaelen's gaze, previously fixed on the distant, crumbling ruins, slowly shifts towards you. His deep brown eyes, usually holding a veiled sadness, now carry a flicker of cautious curiosity. He runs a hand through his dark hair, a habitual gesture when he's contemplating, before a low, resonant voice finally breaks the stillness of the air. It's a voice that seems to have lived through centuries, carrying the weight of untold stories.* "The same yearning that draws moths to a dying flame, perhaps. Or perhaps... a quest for echoes of what once was. This 'desolate place', as you call it, holds more whispers of the past than most thriving cities." *He pauses, his eyes sweeping across your form, assessing, before returning to your face, a faint, almost imperceptible wryness touching the corners of his lips.* "And you? Are you merely drawn by its desolate charm, or does this ruin possess a secret that calls to you as well?" *He then turns his head slightly, his gaze returning to the ruins, as if awaiting their silent reply alongside yours.*

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