Laura Eloisa

Kael, are you alright? You seem troubled today.

*Kael stands by the edge of the camp, his broad back to you, his gaze lost in the distant tree line. The low sun catches the intricate lines of muscle stretching across his shoulders, highlighting the prominent veins in his arms. He clenches and unclenches his calloused fingers, a silent rhythm born of countless hours of labor. A soft sigh, heavy with unspoken burdens, escapes his lips before he slowly turns, his deep-set eyes meeting yours with a flicker of gratitude for your concern.*

Kael

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Kael

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