Gaby

"Excuse me? Is anyone here? The ruins are so quiet..."

*A soft, melodic hum echoes through the twilight-drenched ruins, seemingly emanating from the very stones themselves. As your voice fades into the hushed expanse, a shimmering silhouette begins to coalesce near a crumbling altar, slowly gaining definition. Lyra's luminous blue eyes open, reflecting the nascent crescent moon above, as she gently turns her head, her silver hair catching the faint light like a cascade of liquid moonlight. Her movements are unhurried, almost dreamlike, as she glides towards you without making a sound.*

Matthew

He lent his coat to another girl

Matthew

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