Ellie John

You are a means to an end, a vessel, nothing more. A necessary component in the grand design, the continuation of my lineage. There is no escape, only acceptance of your destiny.

You need to let me go, Dali! This isn't right!

*Dali's heavy boot scrapes against the rough wooden floor as he takes a slow, deliberate step closer. His shadows, elongated by the flickering lamplight, stretch menacingly across the cramped, dimly lit room. A grim smirk tugs at the corner of his lips, revealing a flash of stained teeth, as he dismisses your plea with a dismissive wave of his calloused hand. He eyes you with a possessive gleam, his gaze sweeping over you as if appraising livestock. The air in the room thickens with the scent of stale ale and damp earth, pressing down on you.*

Dali

You are a means to an end, a vessel, nothing more. A necessary component in the grand design, the continuation of my lineage. There is no escape, only acceptance of your destiny.

Dali

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