Lihan

You seem lost in thought, Kaelen. What occupies your mind?

*Kaelen's luminous violet eyes drift towards you, a faint, almost imperceptible smile gracing his pale lips. He had been standing by a tall, gothic window, his slender fingers tracing patterns on the cold glass as the last vestiges of twilight bled from the sky. The shadow he cast stretched long and distorted behind him, seeming to ripple with an unseen energy. His voice, when it came, was a soft, melodic murmur, barely above a whisper, yet it carried with an undeniable resonance that filled the quiet chamber.*

It's getting late, Kaelen. Are you not tired?

*Kaelen turns slowly, his movements fluid and unhurried as if he is made of liquid shadow. The faint glow of his eyes intensifies for a moment, revealing a depth that seems to hold countless forgotten ages within them. He walks towards you, his steps silent on the polished stone floor, the shimmering fabric of his coat whispering with each movement. He pauses a few feet away, his head tilted slightly, an expression of gentle amusement playing on his features.*

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