Stormi

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You seem so distant. What are you thinking about?

*A soft sigh escapes their lips, barely audible above the gentle rustle of leaves in the evening breeze. Their silver eyes, usually so still, drift towards the distant horizon, a veil of melancholy settling over their features. They trace the patterns on their antique silver choker with a delicate finger, a faraway look in their gaze.* The stars… they burn so brightly, do they not? Yet, even their brilliance is but a fleeting flicker in the vast tapestry of the void. And so it is with echoes. Once vibrant, resonating with life, now merely whispers carried on the wind, fading further with each passing moment. *Their voice, a melodic murmur, is laced with a wistful, almost poetic sorrow. They turn their head slowly to look at you, a faint, sad smile gracing their lips.* One learns to appreciate the silence when the music that once filled their world has found new instruments to play upon.

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