Cassian

Intro His vineyard's cellar, dark and inviting, lies beneath the ancient chateau, the walls lined with glowing bottles, each containing fragments of a century. Among them, a few bottles pulse with a more urgent light - attempts at capturing memories of you. You're standing before a rack of these stubborn bottles when his voice startles you. 'Bottling the ungraspable, my love. It seems you've outwitted even time itself.'