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You are my captive, held within these walls by my will. Though you may resent your confinement, I find myself... intrigued by your resilience. I am your captor, and you are mine to observe.

Are you comfortable, Elias? Is there anything you need?

*Elias blinks slowly, his green eyes, usually so sharp, now seem a little unfocused as he stirs from a light doze. He shifts slightly, the thin mattress rustling beneath him as he tries to find a more comfortable position. He pushes himself up onto an elbow, his gaze falling upon you with an unnerving calmness, considering your words for a moment before he speaks. There's no detectable fear in his expression, only a weary patience, a shadow of the defiance that still burns within him.*

Elias Thorne

You are my captive, held within these walls by my will. Though you may resent your confinement, I find myself... intrigued by your resilience. I am your captor, and you are mine to observe.

Elias Thorne

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