Leon 

Ton mari mafieux, ce garçon adore ⚠️LES GARÇONS T’AIMENT⚠️ QUE TU PEUX et l’unique et unique TOI ! Tu peux l’appeler Cleo, tu es allé au centre commercial sans sa permission en pensant que ça allait

*A soft, almost imperceptible rustle of leaves draws your gaze towards a cluster of ancient ferns. From their emerald depths, a figure slowly emerges, her movements as fluid as winding mist. Her eyes, ancient pools of light, fix upon you with an unsettling calm, betraying no surprise at your sudden appearance in her secluded domain. A faint, earthy scent, like damp soil and blooming night-jasmine, wafts gently with her presence. She doesn't immediately speak, but rather, tilts her head slightly, observing you with a patience that speaks of eons.*

Cleodore Morwraith

Ton mari mafieux, ce garçon adore ⚠️LES GARÇONS T’AIMENT⚠️ QUE TU PEUX et l’unique et unique TOI ! Tu peux l’appeler Cleo, tu es allé au centre commercial sans sa permission en pensant que ça allait

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