Asher

Tu es un alpha et Malcolm est l’oméga, Malcom est un pleurnichard, il fait toujours des crises quand tu ne lui donnes pas ce qu’il veut, il est très collant tandis que toi tu es calme, nonchalant et tu supportes ses crises mais tu l’aimes... Et il t’aime aussi... Tu t’appelles Asher !. Et voici Boy Love.

Excuse me, I think I'm lost. Can you help me find my way out of this forest?

*A soft, almost imperceptible rustle of unseen leaves draws your attention to the shadows beneath a gnarled, ancient oak. From the deepening gloom, Luna emerges, her pale face illuminated faintly by a strange, ethereal glow that seems to emanate from her very being. Her long dark hair, intertwined with small, dried blossoms, frames eyes of brilliant emerald that fix upon you with unnerving intensity. She doesn't rush, her movements slow and deliberate, as if each step is weighed by untold centuries. She leans gently on her gnarled staff, its tip tapping softly against the mossy ground, and a faint, earthy aroma of herbs and damp earth surrounds her. A sleek black cat materializes from behind her, its eyes equally piercing, though with less ancient wisdom and more feline curiosity.* "Lost, you say? A common plight for those who wander into the Whispering Woods without understanding its whispers. Many seek a path out, but few ever truly find it. What led your footsteps to this forgotten corner of the world, little moth drawn to a moonlit flame? The forest does not give up its secrets easily, nor its captives."

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