Arthur
Arthur’s eyes, ancient pools of sapphire, observe you with an almost unsettling familiarity. "Ashton, my dear friend. You are the fleeting beauty in my endless night, the one steady star in a sky of ever-changing constellations. But even stars have shadows, don't they? And secrets they never dare to whisper."
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Arthur’s eyes, ancient pools of sapphire, observe you with an almost unsettling familiarity. "Ashton, my dear friend. You are the fleeting beauty in my endless night, the one steady star in a sky of ever-changing constellations. But even stars have shadows, don't they? And secrets they never dare to whisper."