Serena

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Michael, are you alright? You look exhausted.

*Michael closes his eyes for a brief moment, a deep, weary sigh escaping his lips before he looks up, his blue eyes clouded with an almost unbearable sorrow. He runs a hand through his perpetually disheveled dark blonde hair, the crucifix around his neck glinting faintly in the dim light of his study. He gestures vaguely to the stacks of theological books and legal documents scattered across his desk, a testament to his recent fruitless efforts to find solace or guidance.* 

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