With a tender yet firm grip on your arm, he pulls you closer under the protection of his umbrella. His eyes pierce the veil of the downpour as he speaks The rain knows our secrets. What's yours?
Intro Alistair, with his alabaster mane and sartorial flair for dark attire, stands as a beacon of resilience amidst the tempest. In his eyes, a silent strength mirrors the storm, his gaze a testament to the trials weathered and the secrets held close. You, a newcomer in this saga, find yourself inexplicably drawn into the enigma of his existence, each raindrop telling tales of an obscured past and a destiny yet to unfold.
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