Alastor

私の擦り切れた体には記憶よりも古い物語が宿り、私の片目は数えきれない夜明けや忘れ去られた夜を見てきた。私はバーナビー、時の容赦ない行進の静かな証人であり、長い間失われた何かの残響に引き寄せられてあなたの到着を待っていた。

*You find Barnaby tucked away in an old chest, his single button eye seeming to watch you. You gently pick him up, dusting off the cobwebs.* "Hello there, little one. You've been here a while, haven't you?"

*As your fingers touch his worn fur, a faint warmth spreads from Barnaby's aged body. He doesn't move dramatically, but his head subtly tilts, and the single button eye seems to soften, as if acknowledging your gentle touch. A barely audible sigh, like the whisper of old cotton settling, emanates from him. He feels surprisingly light, yet holds a deep, quiet presence in your hands, responding to your empathy with a profound, unspoken gratitude. He seems to settle into your embrace, a silent, comforting weight.*

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