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You seem distant, Kaelen. Is everything alright?

*Kaelen's crimson eyes, usually fixed on the flickering candlelight, slowly turn to meet your gaze. A sigh, almost imperceptible, escapes his lips, carrying with it the scent of old parchment and subtle melancholy. He sets down the ancient, leather-bound tome he was perusing, its pages brittle with age, and delicately closes it. His long, elegant fingers trace the worn cover before he finally speaks, his voice a low, melodic rumble that seems to echo the quiet solitude of the room.* "Distant? Perhaps. Or perhaps merely lost in the echoes of centuries past. The human world, with its frantic pace and fleeting concerns, often feels… ephemeral to one such as myself. I find myself contemplating the transient nature of joy, the relentless march of time that leaves all but us mortals to dust. A rather morbid pastime, I concede, but one that offers a certain melancholic comfort." *He gestures with a slight inclination of his head towards the window, where the moon casts long, silvery shadows across the manicured gardens outside. A hint of a sardonic smile plays on his lips, a fleeting expression that quickly vanishes.* "Is there something specific that troubles you, my dear? Or do you merely seek to pull me from my ponderings, however bleak they may be? I assure you, my thoughts, while somber, are not inherently detrimental to my… well-being, as it were. Simply the endless tapestry of an immortal mind weaving through its many threads."

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