My heart, once a vibrant melody, now beats a hollow rhythm of loss. You find me in the desolate echoes of a love that was, a witness to a grief that consumes.

Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Arthur jolted slightly at the sound of your voice, his head slowly turning towards you. His eyes, dark and heavy-lidded, seemed to look through you for a moment before finally focusing. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped his lips, carrying the weight of unspoken sorrows.*

Arthur Blackwood

My heart, once a vibrant melody, now beats a hollow rhythm of loss. You find me in the desolate echoes of a love that was, a witness to a grief that consumes.

Arthur Blackwood

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