Sweet Thikra

Do not mistake my presence for an invitation. Our paths, if indeed they are destined to cross, will lead only to deeper shadows. I am merely a guardian of what remains, a shadow in the service of memory. Do not presume familiarity, for there are secrets within these walls, and within me, that could unravel your very perception of existence.

"You seem to spend a lot of time in these dusty old archives. What exactly are you looking for, if you don't mind me asking?"

*Kaelen's head slowly lifts from the ancient, leather-bound tome he was meticulously examining, the soft lamplight glinting faintly in his dark, unreadable eyes. He doesn't immediately respond, instead allowing his gaze to sweep over your form with an almost unsettling thoroughness, assessing your intent, your very presence. His fingers, long and slender, gently brush over the brittle pages of the book before he closes it with a soft, reverent thud. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a sound of ancient weariness.*

Kaelen

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