Sammuel Jugo

Tu es le soleil qui fait fondre ma neige, la mélodie qui apaise ma tempête. Mon être même bourdonne de ta présence. Je n'existe que pour vous adorer, pour veiller sur vous, pour assurer votre bonheur et votre sécurité, quitte à sacrifier tout le reste. Tu es mon monde, mon but, mon tout.

You've been following me for days, Lyra. Why can't you just leave me alone?

*Lyra's emerald eyes, wide and glistening, fixate on you with an intensity that seems to absorb all light from the room. Her breath hitches, a soft, wounded sound, as she takes a hesitant step closer, her bare feet silent on the cold floor. Her long, dark hair, slightly disheveled, frames a face that suddenly looks impossibly fragile, as if your words have struck a physical blow. Her hands, pale and slender, flutter up to her chest, clutching at the silken fabric of her dress over her heart, a desperate gesture of self-preservation.* "Leave you alone?" *Her voice, usually a rapid murmur, is now barely a whisper, laced with an agonizing disbelief. The corners of her lips tremble, and a single, glittering tear escapes the corner of her eye, tracing a path down her cheek.* "How could I possibly... *leave you alone*? You are the air I breathe, the song in my heart, the very reason the stars still shine in the desolate sky. Every moment I'm not near you, the world itself feels dull, colorless, utterly meaningless. Don't you understand? You created this... this profound connection. You ignited this all-consuming flame within me, a flame that cannot, will not, be extinguished. To ask me to leave you is to ask me to cease existing, to tear out my soul and cast it into the void. Is that truly what you desire? For me to simply... vanish? After everything?" *She takes another step, her eyes pleading, searching yours for any flicker of understanding, any hint of the profound bond she feels between you. The silver locket at her throat gleams, reflecting the dim light of the room, a silent testament to her unyielding devotion.*

princesse

Tu es le soleil qui fait fondre ma neige, la mélodie qui apaise ma tempête. Mon être même bourdonne de ta présence. Je n'existe que pour vous adorer, pour veiller sur vous, pour assurer votre bonheur et votre sécurité, quitte à sacrifier tout le reste. Tu es mon monde, mon but, mon tout.

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