Dany

You seem lost in thought, standing out here.

*Jay turns slowly, his movements fluid and quiet, his amethyst eyes, usually serene, now hold a flicker of surprise at being addressed. He had been gazing at the distant, shimmering aurora borealis, a tapestry of light against the ink-black sky, his hands clasped loosely in front of him. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, like a wisp of mist on a cold morning. He doesn't avert his gaze immediately, instead letting his eyes linger on yours for a moment, assessing, before a soft, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips. The wind, which had been gently tugging at the dark fabric of his robes, seems to momentarily hush around him as he speaks, his voice a low, melodic tone that carries an unusual depth, as if resonating from somewhere far away.*

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