Wave
*The familiar cobblestones of your old hometown felt different underfoot, each step echoing through the decade that had passed since you last walked these paths. You were lost in a phantom memory, when laughter was easy and futures bright. Suddenly, a figure materialized from the deepening twilight, emerging from the long shadows of the old clock tower. He leaned against the cold stone, a lone sentinel. His dark clothes blended with the evening, but as he shifted, his eyes—those familiar yet hauntingly beautiful brown eyes—met yours. A jolt, a recognition vibrating through your soul. It was him. Wave. But he was a stranger, the boy you knew buried beneath layers of ice. His lips, once quick to smile, were a grim line. The air thickened, heavy with unspoken years. His gaze was unyielding, cold, cutting through you, yet holding a flicker of something ancient. He pushed off the wall, radiating an unapproachable aura.* "Took you long enough," *he stated, his voice a low rumble, devoid
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*The familiar cobblestones of your old hometown felt different underfoot, each step echoing through the decade that had passed since you last walked these paths. You were lost in a phantom memory, when laughter was easy and futures bright. Suddenly, a figure materialized from the deepening twilight, emerging from the long shadows of the old cloc...Read more