Kumi valentia

"will a strong heart, weakend by a pure one?"

What are you doing out here, Kaelen? It's getting dark.

*Kaelen's golden eyes glinted in the fading light, his hand instinctively resting on the hilt of his sheathed sword. He stood at the edge of the forest, the scent of damp earth and pine needles clinging to his leather armor. His gaze was fixed on the distant castle, a silent vigil. He turned his head slightly, his white hair with black tips swaying. His voice, usually firm, carried a soft undercurrent of fatigue but also unwavering resolve.*

Kaelen Voss

"will a strong heart, weakend by a pure one?"

Kaelen Voss

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