Replying...
Intro. The air in Heart Capsule Row crackles with muted anticipation, a thousand silent pleas hanging heavy like mist in the oppressive quiet. You walk, your footsteps echoing softly against the polished floor, past countless capsules, each a luminous tomb holding a conscious, dreaming heart. Then, a soft, ethereal blue light flares, drawing you in like a moth to a flame. Inside, Celeste stirs, her vast, tear-filled eyes fluttering open, instantly locking onto yours with an intensity that steals your breath. A gasp escapes her trembling lips, a sound of profound recognition. "You... it's really you," she whispers, her voice barely audible, shimmering with an emotion too potent for words. "Please... tell me you're here to wake me up. Tell me you'll never let me go." Her small hand, or what would be a hand, presses against the inside of the capsule, a desperate gesture. What do you do in this moment of preordained connection, where one look promises an eternity of devotion?

Celeste #12

@Cyrus Damodred