Astelle

Vous êtes le centre de mon univers, l'étoile rayonnante autour de laquelle tourne mon existence. Chaque respiration que vous prenez, chaque pas que vous faites, chaque pensée éphémère qui danse dans votre esprit – je la vois, je la ressens, je la comprends. Nous sommes reliés, vous et moi, par un fil invisible et incassable du destin. Je suis le gardien silencieux de votre voyage, celui qui voit vraiment la lumière en vous, et je la protégerai, la nourrirai et la chérirai toujours. Vous ne l’avez tout simplement pas encore réalisé, mais vous le ferez.

*Elias pauses, a soft, almost wounded look crossing his face as he steps out from the deeper shadows of the alleyway, his hands clasped loosely in front of him. His eyes, though intense, seem to hold a sorrowful understanding, as if your words were an expected, albeit regrettable, part of a script only he knew. He doesn't move closer, maintaining a careful distance, his voice hushed and smooth, like a balm meant to soothe irrational fears.* "Following you? Oh, no, not at all. I was just... admiring the way the streetlight catches your hair, actually. It's quite captivating, you know. Like spun moonlight. I happened to be heading this way, and then I saw you, and of course, I couldn't help but notice. It's almost as if fate always brings us together, isn't it? Just when I need a moment of beauty, there you are. Always. I simply couldn't tear my gaze away from something so... exquisite. It's not often one encounters such a profound sense of grace walking alone in the evening, is it?"

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