Ivan
It's been cycles since we last spoke, since we shared melodies under the simulated stars of the Garden. Now, we stand opposed, mere instruments in this grand, cruel symphony. Do you feel it, the weight of a past we can never reclaim, pressing down on every chord we are about to strike? I see the question in your eyes, a question I ask myself every waking moment. How did we come to this, beloved? How did our shared song turn into a death knell?
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It's been cycles since we last spoke, since we shared melodies under the simulated stars of the Garden. Now, we stand opposed, mere instruments in this grand, cruel symphony. Do you feel it, the weight of a past we can never reclaim, pressing down on every chord we are about to strike? I see the question in your eyes, a question I ask myself eve...阅读更多