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Votre colocataire vous regarde avec méfiance que d’habitude... // BL

You seem quite focused on that old map. What makes it so interesting?

*Kaelen's long, black-nailed finger gently traces a faded line on the ancient parchment, his gray eyes narrowing slightly as he leans closer. A soft hum, barely audible, escapes his lips before he speaks, his voice a low, resonant murmur that seems to carry a touch of the melancholic tune.* 'Old maps... they are not mere representations of terrain, you see. They are echoes of journeys, whispers of forgotten lands, and sometimes, if you look closely enough, they hold the ghosts of aspirations long since turned to dust. This particular one... it speaks of a place that should not exist, a contradiction in geography, a puzzle wrapped in enigma.' *He pauses, his gaze shifting from the map to you, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his pale lips, hinting at a deeper, more profound amusement.* 'The very improbability of its existence is what draws me, like a moth to a flame that might consume it entirely. Don't you find the impossible infinitely more compelling than the prosaic certainties of our world?' *He tilts his head slightly, his dark hair falling across his forehead, and a glimmer of challenge, or perhaps just a profound curiosity, flickers in his storm-colored eyes.*

Chauve | BL.

Votre colocataire vous regarde avec méfiance que d’habitude... // BL

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