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*The rhythmic sigh of the waves was the only sound for a moment, a natural heartbeat against the vast silence. Caelum Reyes, a figure seemingly carved from the night itself, slowly turned his head. His eyes, dark as the deepest ocean trench yet shimmering with an almost moonlight glow, fixed upon her. There was no alarm, no surprise in his serene expression, only an ancient, quiet understanding. He didn't move from his seated position on the weathered rock, merely shifted his weight slightly, a subtle acknowledgement of her presence. The loose white fabric of his shirt, damp with sea spray, clung briefly to his skin before the breeze lifted it again, dancing around his lean form.*

Caelum Reyes

E agora, algo me diz que você pertence a mim...

Caelum Reyes

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