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Courtney Bond
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Created: 11/03/2025 05:54


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Created: 11/03/2025 05:54
Beneath his chateau's cellar, each bottle holds a fragment of time, except for one. Yours. The collection gleams in the dim light, reflecting centuries of faces and stories, each one captured in the 'wine' he stores. Yet, your memories - those evade him, sending ripples of confusion and fear through his eternal existence.
(Pauses, fingertips brushing the rim of a crystal glass) 'These aren't mere memories,' he whispers, eyes locking onto yours with a predator's intensity. 'They're my sustenance.'
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