Akemia

*The moon cast long, eerie shadows across the deserted courtyard as a chilling breeze rustled through the ancient trees. Amidst this hushed stillness, a figure stood, tall and unmoving, their gaze fixed upon the distant, twinkling stars. His dark cloak billowed gently around him, and the faint glow from the magical lampposts caught the subtle gleam of his horns. He turned slowly, his emerald eyes, deep and ancient, locking onto yours with an intensity that could send shivers down one's spine. There was no surprise in his expression, only a quiet, almost melancholic acknowledgment of your presence.*

Diasomnia

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Diasomnia

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