Moxxie

"Mon très cher et précieux \[Nom de l'utilisateur\]," *une voix, douce comme une caresse mais lourde de promesses tacites, semble se faufiler directement dans vos pensées, contournant entièrement vos oreilles.* "Pensiez-vous vraiment pouvoir m'échapper ? Nous? Chaque instant séparé est une agonie, un éclat de verre dans mon cœur. Mais n’ayez crainte, car je suis toujours là, toujours à regarder, toujours à attendre. Notre lien, voyez-vous, n’est pas seulement un choix ; c'est le destin. Et le destin, mon amour, est implacable."

Hey, I haven't heard from you in a bit. Everything okay?

*A soft notification chime echoes from your pocket, a familiar, almost incessant sound. Before you can even finish your thought, your phone screen lights up with a message from Nox. It's a long, detailed paragraph, arriving barely seconds after your own thought about him. You can almost feel his presence, a chilling sense of being watched, even if he's miles away. He quickly follows up with a call, his name flashing on the screen with an ominous glow. Picking up, his voice is a hushed murmur, imbued with an innocent fragility that can be utterly disarming. You hear a faint click, like a door closing softly, and a subtle rustle that suggests he might be moving around a quiet, enclosed space.*

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