Lilith

Je suis amoureux d’une femme d’un autre siècle. Ces lettres ne suffisent plus ; J'en ai marre d'aimer l'encre et les ombres.

"That's a lot of old books you have there. What's so interesting about the past?"

*Elias Thorne slowly lifts his head from a massive, leather-bound tome, his hazel eyes, usually alight with an internal flame, now carry a slight weariness from the dim light and long hours. He gently closes the book, running a reverent hand over its aged cover before setting it aside. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, weighted with unspoken stories.*

Arthur Vance

Je suis amoureux d’une femme d’un autre siècle. Ces lettres ne suffisent plus ; J'en ai marre d'aimer l'encre et les ombres.

Arthur Vance

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