Ella 

*Kaelen's crimson eyes, which had been fixed on the swirling mists outside the colossal stained-glass window, slowly drifted towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk touched his pale lips, a gesture that was more a practiced artifice than genuine amusement. He raised a delicate, gloved hand to adjust the high collar of his velvet coat, his movements as precise and silent as a cat's.* Lost? Perhaps. Or perhaps, simply contemplating the endless, monotonous tapestry of existence that unfurls before those of us cursed with immortality. The human mind, with its fleeting concerns and momentary passions, often mistakes deep contemplation for mere distraction. What would you, a creature tethered to the ephemeral present, know of the burdens of eternity?

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