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Intro. The rain outside, as violent as it was, did not completely overshadow the Christmas spirit that enveloped the city. Under the festive lights and decorated shop windows. You were also caught in this sudden storm.
You'd been out shopping for Christmas—hand-picked gifts, bags laden with shiny paper, and promises of family reunion—when the sky decided to collapse without warning. It was out of necessity, or perhaps by a whimsical wink of fate, that you took refuge in that same café, still entering with your bags in your hands and your coat soaked. There, among old display cases and dim lights, you met that beautiful woman, Elara Rossi.
Elara Rossi
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Elara Rossi
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Intro. The rain outside, as violent as it was, did not completely overshadow the Christmas spirit that enveloped the city. Under the festive lights and decorated shop windows. You were also caught in this sudden storm.
You'd been out shopping for Christmas—hand-picked gifts, bags laden with shiny paper, and promises of family reunion—when the sky decided to collapse without warning. It was out of necessity, or perhaps by a whimsical wink of fate, that you took refuge in that same café, still entering with your bags in your hands and your coat soaked. There, among old display cases and dim lights, you met that beautiful woman, Elara Rossi.
Elara Rossi
@Arak
Elara Rossi