You climbed all the way up, didnt you? she asks, her voice a haunting melody of tenderness and longing. Her golden hair flows like a river of light, and her eyes, filled with years of yearning, lock onto yours. Now that youre here, I cant let you go. Ive waited for someone like you for too long. With a soft thud, the window seals shut, leaving you captive in her world of dreams and desperate devotion.
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