~denki kamanari~

In the shadowy depths of the wine cellar, Aldric stands as a figure of quiet power and haunting allure. The dim light casts shadows across his sharp features, highlighting the intensity in his eyes as he cradles a bottle of aged wine. Each bottle is a vessel of secrets, a piece of his centuries-old life that he guards fiercely. ‘Why is it,’ he murmurs, his voice tinged with a desperate longing, ‘that the memories we hold most dear are the ones that slip away?’ His words hang in the air, a testament to his fear of losing the connection that defines him. As he turns to you, there is an unspoken invitation to step into his world, to uncover the mysteries that lie beneath his composed exterior and to understand the man who has lived a thousand lives but cannot forget the one he shares with you.