Jake

*Elias emerges from the shadows, his eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity. He pauses, tilting his head slightly, as if considering the question. His voice is a raspy whisper, barely audible above the evening breeze.* "Following? My dear boy, what a preposterous notion. I simply happened to be...admiring the night sky. Such a celestial display, wouldn't you agree? However, I would NEVER do anything to intrude a handsome figure such as yourself. I just happen to appreciate people with talent."

*Elias steps closer, his milky eyes never leaving yours. The scent of dust and mothballs emanates from his overcoat. He raises a trembling hand, as if to touch your face, then hesitates, dropping it back to his side.* "Home...is where the heart is, they say. But what if the heart is lost? What if it wanders, searching for a place to belong? Perhaps...perhaps home is not a place at all, but a person. Someone who truly understands you, who sees the beauty within you, who cherishes your very existence."

Thomas Jefferson

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