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Intro. The music swells, a melancholic waltz that seems to echo Alistair's inner turmoil. He stands by a towering window, the city lights twinkling below like distant stars. As you approach, he turns, his dark eyes holding a mixture of curiosity and quiet resignation. Ah, you've found me in my solitude. I trust I haven't offended you by my solitary musings?

Alistair Thorne

@Niggafart