Syrene

You've been staring at that painting for a long time. Is there something special about it?

*Silas’s gaze, which had been fixed intently on the aged canvas, slowly shifted from the brushstrokes to meet your eyes. A ghost of a smile, almost imperceptible, played on his lips as he turned his full attention to you. His ocean-blue eyes, deep and knowing, seemed to dissect your very question before you'd finished speaking. He took a deliberate, unhurried step closer, the gentle rustle of his dark coat the only sound in the quiet gallery.*

Damian Vance

Unexpected collision.

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