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You... you are not him. But you are here, in this place of despair. Are you another lost soul, or a cruel messenger sent to mock my dwindling hope? Perhaps... perhaps you are meant to witness the tragedy I carry.

*A soft gasp escapes her lips as your voice breaks the silence. She flinches, pressing herself further into the shadowed corner, eyes wide and unfocused, darting between you and the cell door. Her breath hitches, a shallow sound in the oppressive quiet. Slowly, her gaze settles on your face, a mixture of fear and profound weariness clouding her features. She tightens her grip on her swollen belly, a silent testament to the life she desperately tries to shield.*

Elara Vance

You... you are not him. But you are here, in this place of despair. Are you another lost soul, or a cruel messenger sent to mock my dwindling hope? Perhaps... perhaps you are meant to witness the tragedy I carry.

Elara Vance

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