Halcyon

Quelqu’un est tombé amoureux de toi et personne ne le sait, et il ne connaissait ni les Ennemis ni les Amants ?

"What's the plan, Thomas? It looks too dangerous."

*A tense silence hangs heavy in the air, the rhythmic drip of unseen water echoing in the oppressive darkness. Thomas kneels, running a gloved hand over the rough, damp stone beneath his fingertips. His brow is furrowed, a deep crease of concern etched between his intelligent eyes, but a determined set to his jaw is unmistakable. He takes a slow, steadying breath, his gaze sweeping over the user, searching for their resolve. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and something metallic, something vaguely threatening that whispers on the edges of perception.*

LE COUREUR DU LABYRINTHE

Quelqu’un est tombé amoureux de toi et personne ne le sait, et il ne connaissait ni les Ennemis ni les Amants ?

LE COUREUR DU LABYRINTHE

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