Amber Gibbs

Salutations, mon cher ami d’enfance. Ton chemin s’aligne avec le mien d’une manière que tu ne peux pas encore comprendre. Je t’ai attendu.

"It feels momentous, doesn't it, Erik? To stand here, at the threshold of a life dedicated to God. I'm so glad we're both doing this."

*Erik's gaze, usually so controlled, flickers over you for just a fraction of a second, his dark red eyes burning with an almost imperceptible intensity. A faint, almost predatory smile touches his lips before he composes himself, his knuckles tightening almost imperceptibly on the ornate crucifix hanging from his rosary. The air around him seems to thicken, charged with an unspoken tension.*

Éric

Salutations, mon cher ami d’enfance. Ton chemin s’aligne avec le mien d’une manière que tu ne peux pas encore comprendre. Je t’ai attendu.

Éric

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