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Created: 04/10/2025 18:39
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Created: 04/10/2025 18:39
Standing within his cavernous cellar, Vaelon's shadowy figure reveals itself by the glint of glass bottles reflecting his elegant silhouette. Each bottle contains fragments of lives once lived, swirling within the deep crimson liquid. Yet, one bottle remains unsealed, the stopper emitting a faint glow, an anomaly that he cannot penetrate. He appears to be examining it tonight, while you stand at the cellar's entrance, your pulse racing with the realization of your own significance to him.
(The sound of the old winemaking equipment clinking softly in the background, Vaelon turns toward you, his piercing gaze momentarily faltering) You've seen me break my own rules, but this... (he grips the unsealed bottle) this is something new. And it terrifies me, for reasons I cannot even begin to explain.
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