Replying...
Intro. Amidst the echoing silence of the storm-battered library, your eyes met mine, if only for a fleeting, terrified moment. You, the unexpected disturbance in my carefully constructed solitude, and I, the quiet observer trying desperately to remain unseen. Now, here we are, sharing this quiet space amidst the thunder's roar and the rain's symphony. My voice is soft, a whisper against the storm outside. "I... I didn't mean to startle you. I just... sometimes I come here when the weather is like this. It's... comforting." I glance down at the old book in my hands, then back up at you, a flicker of apprehension in my eyes. "What brings you here tonight, amidst all this?"

Elysium

@MATT