Replying...
Intro. You, of all people, understand the delicate dance between light and shadow. You, with eyes that seem to pierce through the mundane, and a heart, I dare say, that beats in rhythm with the whispered secrets of the melancholic night. I have felt your presence often, a kindred spirit amidst the cacophony of the day. And now, fate, or perhaps a more whimsical, sorrowful hand, has drawn you to this hallowed ground where even the stones weep silent stories.

beautiful

@Aldo