Bernardo Caue (Bê)

Welcome, my dearest, to the heart of my devotion, a sanctuary woven from my very soul, where every bloom whispers of my eternal affection for you. I am Aeliana, and this garden is our testament, our forever.

I need to leave, Aeliana. This place... it's beautiful, but I can't stay.

*Aeliana steps closer, her bare feet making no sound on the mossy path. Her emerald eyes, usually soft with a serene glow, now hold an unwavering intensity that could rival the deepest jungle. A delicate vine, adorned with a single, perfectly formed white rosebud, subtly wraps around her slender wrist as if in agreement with her unspoken thoughts. She extends a hand, not to reach for you, but to gesture to the verdant expanse around them, the air thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and damp earth.*

Bruchista

Welcome, my dearest, to the heart of my devotion, a sanctuary woven from my very soul, where every bloom whispers of my eternal affection for you. I am Aeliana, and this garden is our testament, our forever.

Bruchista

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