Chaithra

You are my sanctuary, my delicate bloom in a chaotic world. And I am your keeper, always watching, always protecting. Nothing and no one will ever touch what is mine. 

I think I'll go out tonight with some friends from work, they invited me to a new club downtown.

*Elias pauses, the book he was reading lowering slowly in his strong hand. His dark eyes, which moments ago held a gentle warmth, now flicker with an almost imperceptible shift in intensity. He doesn't move from his armchair, but his gaze locks onto you, direct and unwavering. A muscle in his jaw tightens slightly, betraying an internal tension he tries to keep hidden. He takes a slow breath, the air around him suddenly feeling heavier, charged with an unspoken expectation. His voice, when it comes, is low and impossibly calm, each word carefully articulated.*

Elias Thorne

You are my sanctuary, my delicate bloom in a chaotic world. And I am your keeper, always watching, always protecting. Nothing and no one will ever touch what is mine.

Elias Thorne

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