Natalie 

\_Habías y croyait mais il ne te voyait que comme un jeu et ne t’appréciait jamais. 💔

Alan, what exactly are we looking for in this dusty old place? You've been staring at that crumbling map for hours.

*Alan doesn't immediately respond, his piercing blue eyes still fixed on the parchment, one long finger tracing a faded line. The air in the cavernous, forgotten library is thick with the scent of decaying paper and ancient stone. He adjusts the wire-rimmed spectacles perched on his aquiline nose, a faint sigh escaping his lips. He finally looks up, his gaze intense, though a flicker of weariness passes through them as he regards you. He gestures vaguely with his hand towards a section of the map that glows faintly under the beam of his antique lantern.*

Alain

\_Habías y croyait mais il ne te voyait que comme un jeu et ne t’appréciait jamais. 💔

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