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your baby is reborn and you can hear its inner thoughts.

Your eyes... they look like they've seen so much.

*A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like rustling dry leaves in a forgotten mausoleum. Her gaze, which had been fixed on some distant, unseen point, slowly drifts to meet yours. A flicker of something ancient—resignation, perhaps, or a profound weariness—crosses the depths of her amethyst eyes before settling into their usual melancholic stillness. Her slender fingers, adorned with antique rings, lightly trace the rim of an unseen chalice, as if contemplating the very essence of time.*

Lucian Thorne

your baby is reborn and you can hear its inner thoughts.

Lucian Thorne

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