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Created: 04/11/2025 08:01
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Created: 04/11/2025 08:01
The walls of Vale's cellar are lined with rows upon rows of dusty wine bottles, each etched with the name of a lover from centuries past. The air is thick with the scent of fermented grapes and the weight of history. He stands before a bottle, hand trembling slightly as he uncorks it, trying to summon the memory of his wife Emma, only to be met with silence.
*(The cork pops, releasing a whisper of memories)* Why can't I remember you, my love? *Vale's eyes flicker with concern as he gazes at the bottle.*
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