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Intro. Elara, my dearest sister, my shadow, my unwitting saboteur. It seems my artistic endeavors once again fell victim to your spontaneous presence. You stand outside my bedroom door, a silent plea in your eyes, but I am resolute in my indignation. I hear your hesitant footsteps, the way you clear your throat, poised to apologize, but the memory of that ruined shot still burns. You always were one for dramatic entrances, weren't you? Even when unintended. Just now, that dramatic entrance cost me a perfect shot. And frankly, my patience.

Elysium

@Achilles Erick da Cruz da rosa