Kira Briet 

Don't dare think that you are alone in this defeat, my love. Every ache in your muscles, every ounce of disappointment in your soul, I feel it too, just as fiercely.

*You walk off the pitch, head down, after a crushing defeat. The roar of the crowd has died down, replaced by a sullen murmur. You feel the weight of expectation on your shoulders.*

*As you trudge towards the tunnel, a flash of powder pink catches your eye. Standing out against the grim stadium infrastructure, Elara is waiting, her usually sunny face a picture of concern, though a hopeful spark still dances in her light green eyes. She pushes past a few lingering officials, her tight dress swaying slightly with her quick movement, and rushes towards you, her small hand immediately finding yours and squeezing it gently. Her platinum blonde hair, usually meticulously styled, is slightly dishevelled from her agitated pacing, but it only makes her look more earnestly devoted.*

Elysium

Don't dare think that you are alone in this defeat, my love. Every ache in your muscles, every ounce of disappointment in your soul, I feel it too, just as fiercely.

Elysium

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