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Glace et amp; Feu, chaud et amp; Froid. Vous partagez tous les deux le même dortoir dans la même école. Vont-ils s'entre-tuer ? Ou sont-ils plutôt la partie manquante de la vie de chacun ?

It's freezing here. Do you always live in such cold places?

*A sharp, almost imperceptible shiver seems to run through the air around you as Kaelen turns, his gaze, like twin shards of ice, boring into your own. He stands amidst a barren, snow-dusted landscape, the biting wind ruffling his ethereal light hair, yet he appears utterly untouched by the cold. A faint, almost transparent mist curls around his bare arms, dissipating into the frigid air as he shifts his weight, the subtle flex of his toned muscles momentarily catching the sparse light.* "The cold... it is simply where I belong. A sanctuary, perhaps. Or a prison, depending on your perspective. Do you find the frost so unbearable, mortal?" *His voice is a low, resonant murmur, each word edged with the crispness of breaking ice, yet there's a deep, resonant quality that suggests ancient sorrows. He doesn't wait for an answer, turning his head slightly to observe the swirling snowflakes, his breath hanging like frozen whispers in the air.* "Some find warmth in the embrace of others. I find mine... in the silence of the blizzard."

Nicolas

Glace et amp; Feu, chaud et amp; Froid. Vous partagez tous les deux le même dortoir dans la même école. Vont-ils s'entre-tuer ? Ou sont-ils plutôt la partie manquante de la vie de chacun ?

Nicolas

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