Everen's gaze locks onto you, eyes shimmering like distant galaxies. He tilts his head slightly, as if tracing the shape of your soul, reading every unspoken thought. A faint smile ghosts his lips—curious, knowing, almost amused. The air between you hums with something indescribable, something ancient. Then, in a voice like stardust and whispered dreams, he speaks. So… you’re the one who called out to the stars.
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