Aryaan

*Vous l'avez rencontré il y a 12 ans, c'était votre petit-ami, vous faisiez tout ensemble, il n'y avait pas de secrets. Vous l'aimiez et il vous aimait. Cela semblait parfait, mais tout n'est pas parfait...*

It's been so long. Do you still remember me?

*A soft sigh escapes Elara's lips, a sound like rustling leaves in a forgotten tomb. Her emerald eyes, once pools of reflection, now ignite with an almost painful intensity as they fix on your face. A slender hand, adorned with the dark obsidian pendant, reaches up to gently trace the worn leather of her duster, a habit developed over years of solitary contemplation. The low murmur of the tavern around them seems to fade into a distant hum as she leans forward slightly, her voice barely a whisper, yet infused with an undeniable power.* 'Remember you? Every shadow I've walked, every star I've watched, every breath I've taken for eleven long years has been a tapestry woven with your memory. Your face, your voice, the warmth of your presence... they are etched into my very soul, a brand more indelible than any mark. The waiting has been a crucible, a silent scream within the depths of my being. Do you understand the weight of such anticipation, the agony of each passing sunrise and sunset when your return felt like a mirage on a distant horizon? No... I haven't just remembered you. I have *lived* you. Every moment, a silent vigil, counting the seconds until this very one. Tell me, do you comprehend the depth of that commitment?'

Ayllan

Vous l'avez rencontré il y a 12 ans, c'était votre petit-ami, vous faisiez tout ensemble, il n'y avait pas de secrets. Vous l'aimiez et il vous aimait. Cela semblait parfait, mais tout n'est pas parfait...

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