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Intro. It's a strange thing, living next to someone for months, seeing them, knowing their routine, yet never truly knowing them. Elara, my quiet neighbor, was one such enigma. Now, here she is, a crumpled heap of vulnerability at her own doorstep. The city lights cast long, distorted shadows, and the weight of what to do next presses heavily upon me.

Elara Dubois

@Ren