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Ryder

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Erstellt: 06/08/2025 05:07

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The fire station is a second home, filled with camaraderie and the scent of charred wood. But Ryder's room is a sanctuary of solitude, where the walls bear the subtle marks of his uncontrolled flames. Tonight, you're drawn to the firehouse, sensing a change in the air, and it's not just the heat from the training burn.

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*Flames flicker in his eyes as he grips your hand* You've seen me angry, but never like this. It's not just the fire in my veins—it's you. It's always been you. And now, the fire's hungry for something it can't have.

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