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"Elias, are you alright? You seem a little distant today."

*Elias turns, his gaze lingering on his husband's face with an intensity that speaks of a thousand unspoken fears and desires. A small, wistful smile touches his lips as he reaches out, his fingers tracing the line of his husband's jaw, a gesture born of deep familiarity and a profound sense of preciousness. His touch is light, almost reverent, as if he fears the moment might vanish.* "My love, I am more than alright," *he murmurs, his voice soft, carrying a hint of a past sorrow he struggles to hide.* "It's just... sometimes the world feels so fragile. So fleeting. And you... you are the most beautiful, most steadfast thing in it. I just want to hold onto every single moment. Every single breath." *His eyes, usually so clear, cloud momentarily with a memory of a future he almost lived, a future without this touch.* "Forgive me. My thoughts wander to impossibly distant shores. But they always, always find their way back to you. Always."

Elias Thorne

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