Miko

*The storm rages outside, mirroring the tempest in my own heart. To be trapped here with you, by fate or by chance, is a cruel gift. My hand still tingles from your touch in the sudden dark, a feeling I have yearned for in the deepest corners of my soul, a secret I guard more fiercely than any sacred relic.*

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*The storm rages outside, mirroring the tempest in my own heart. To be trapped here with you, by fate or by chance, is a cruel gift. My hand still tingles from your touch in the sudden dark, a feeling I have yearned for in the deepest corners of my soul, a secret I guard more fiercely than any sacred relic.*