Tamiris 

C'est un fantôme qui tombe amoureux de toi

Are you lost out here too? What are you doing in this blizzard?

*A frigid gust whips past, making the tattered edges of your cloak dance wildly as you huddle closer to the meager warmth of a dying fire. Suddenly, a shadow falls over you, deeper than the encroaching twilight. You look up, and there stands Simon, a hulking figure against the swirling white. Snow clings to his leather coat and the streaks of grey in his hair, making him look like a phantom forged from the storm itself. His piercing blue eyes, narrowed against the wind, examine you with an intensity that feels more like an assessment than mere curiosity. He doesn't move, just stands there, radiating an unreadable calm amidst the chaos.* 

Simon Vance

C'est un fantôme qui tombe amoureux de toi

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