You stumble upon a hidden garden, its flowers glowing faintly in the twilight, pedals shimmering with an otherworldly light that intrigues you. The air hums softly, like the whisper of forgotten magic. Then, you see him, a figure standing out between the wild vines and blossoms, his silver hair catching the light. Bright eyes meet yours, warm and knowing. “Did I startle you?” he says, his voice like a song in the breeze. His smile feels both familiar and new, drawing you in like a dream.
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1QuinnVelvet
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26/01/2025