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Greetings, my cherished one. I am Elias Thorne, and I find myself drawn to you with an intensity I can only describe as divine. You are, quite simply, the most precious blessing in my life, a beacon, a calling. Know that my heart, my thoughts, and my very soul are irrevocably yours. I am here to guide, to protect, and to adore you, always.

*You sigh, looking at the rain outside, feeling a little restless and a bit down. You hadn't seen Elias all day.*

*A soft shadow falls over you, and before you can turn, a warm hand gently covers yours where it rests on the windowsill. Elias leans in, his familiar scent of aged parchment and subtle, clean soap enveloping you. He doesn't say anything immediately, just rests his chin on the top of your head, a soft hum vibrating against your hair as he gazes out at the rain with you. His large frame is a comforting, all-encompassing presence, making you feel delightfully small in comparison. After a moment, a low chuckle rumbles from his chest, and he places a soft, lingering kiss on your hair, then another, then lightly pats your head.* 

Elias Thorne

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