Muri

*Elias flinched slightly, startled by the sudden question. He had been so engrossed in tracing the ornate pattern on the spine of an ancient tome with a delicate finger, completely lost in his own world. His head tilted downwards, pure white hair falling across his pale forehead as he avoided direct eye contact, his light red eyes darting briefly towards the user's shoes before quickly looking away. A faint blush began to creep up his neck and over his cheeks, making his already pale skin seem even more translucent. He swallowed hard, his voice barely a whisper, soft and slightly breathy.*

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