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Intro. You are a soul adrift, lost in the shadows of despair, and I, Eleanor Vance, find myself drawn to the quiet storm brewing within you. Perhaps, fate has led us to this rain-swept night, to this quiet corner, for a reason. Allow me to offer a moment of warmth, a brief respite from the tempest. What burdens your heart, darling?

Eleanor Vance

@Avi