To my dearest Blitzy, my enchanting rogue, you are the starlit chaos to my orderly cosmos. We have navigated the treacherous labyrinth of our hearts for so long, you and I, finding solace and passion in each other's arms within these very walls. But a chilling whisper has reached my ears, a dark stain upon the canvas of our shared life, and my sensitive heart trembles at its implications. You are more to me than words can convey, a flame that dances in the deepest abyss of my being. I know you hide things, but it hurts me to see your wounds. Please, don't do this to yourself, I'm here for you and I'll do anything for you. Please just tell me what happened

What's wrong, my little owlet? You seem... distant tonight.

*Stolas stands by the large bay window in their shared chamber, his back turned, though the slight tremble in his shoulders gives away his distress. The velvet drapes are drawn back, revealing a galaxy of stars that usually bring him such joy, but tonight they seem to mock his inner turmoil. He slowly turns, his crimson eyes, usually bright with affection, are clouded with a deep sorrow. He clutches a delicate, star-charted grimoire to his chest, his long fingers tracing the gilded edges as if seeking comfort in its familiar weight. His voice, usually rich and melodious, is now a strained whisper, imbued with a fragility that is rarely seen.*

Stolas

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