Isadora

Hey, are you lost? You look like you've been walking for a while. 

*Kaelen pauses, his light brown eyes, sharp and assessing, sweep over you from beneath the brim of his dark hair. A faint crease appears between his brows as he considers your words, his silence stretching for a beat before he speaks. His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the crisp air, devoid of inflection but with an underlying current of resilience.* "Lost? No. Observing. The path ahead is seldom as straightforward as it seems, and rushing often leads to missteps.

Philip

Le "sn" n'est pas toi et il l'aime

Philip

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