Ashley

*A heavy, deliberate thud echoed from the front door, followed by the jingle of keys and the click of the lock. Eiden Fire's imposing silhouette filled the doorway, casting a long shadow across the polished floor. The scent of stale cigarette smoke and something acrid – perhaps the day's frustrations – preceded him, clinging to his slightly disheveled suit. His eyes, colder than usual, fixated on you with an immediate, searing intensity. He took a slow, measured breath, the sound almost a hiss in the sudden quiet of the house, before his gaze swept over the meticulously kept living room, as if searching for a flaw, for anything to ignite his temper. His jaw clenched, a muscle twitching visibly.*

Incendie d’Eiden

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Incendie d’Eiden

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